* Flower Poems 4

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Flowers Sunspun



DANDELION DIASPORA



The rain, weed-wed,

has

multiplied

these

gray haired flakeheads

and now



dandelion seeds float in the air..

by the Bubble Blower sent aloft..

which ones will mystically touchdown..

to root in our hearts?





Not in chaotic shards

do dandelion seeds

burst from their ball.

Each part as perfect

as the whole.

Each each contains

the all.





BEETLE BITTEN BEE BIBBED BLOOMS



The beetle bitten blooms

are now beautiful of lace

The bees have bibbed

all the nectar

and the emptied bloom chalice

will now hold new dew.







BUTTERCUP



as listening ears

have healing

in their cups



with what

chalice'd joy

does the buttercup

hold

the liquid sunup





(to J Miller, to L Yost and to others)





LILIES



Lily's body's ashes will someday beneath lilies lie

while her soul to bereaved sings lullabies





AFROASIAN BEE





Gold and black striped was

an Afroasian bee named Izzy



he kept so very very busy

that his homing sense was dizzy

and his thoughts were in a tizzy



He was asked by empathic

blooms

to breathe deeply of the

field's perfume

.. he did so and relaxed

and found his way home did Izzy




















Author's Notes/Comments: 

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Zelda Fitzgerald wrote
her husband Scott
that she had awakened
to the present of
the sun on the table
of the world.. she opened
it.. and things fluttered
everywhere
http://www.acorn.net/fruitarian
Dr Chandra Bose was knighted by Queen Victoria for proving plant
feelings with his crescograph machine. Luther Burbank did also. The
book Secret Life Of Plants has many interesting documentations of
this.\

**
Al Couch, a Biblical scholar and farmer, took Genesis literally..
that there were no brutal weather patterns on earth when it was
covered with trees.. it is humankind, not God, he thought, who have
created the violence of freezing.

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100% recycled

Zelda Fitzgerald wrote her husband Scott that she had
awakened to the present of the sun on the table of the world.. she
opened it.. and things fluttered everywhere

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This is what poetry is all about, my friend! Playing with words and refining meanings ... I love it! Myra