An Ode to Flowers
Tis the dawn of springing spring
Whenst blooms appear, birds shall sing
From hardened soil, trumpets bloom
Birthing from our mother’s womb
With pink and yellow, orange, and blue
Reflective on the morning dew
The splash of color, flowers bring
Hearts renewed, while bells do ring
Gentle stems, so rich in green
Their petals forth, as nature’s queens
Alas, not few, but countless many
Fields in light, an endless plenty
Sunlight bathes, the world emerged
When ice and cold are finally purged
Lost in wonder, through and through
So many names, here’s but a few
Honeysuckle, such a fragrant beauty
Primrose nights so sweet and fruity
Pink and red, how Poppies call
While daisies bloom until the fall
Roses climb to trellis heights
Garden Phlox with evening white
There’s Candy Tuft along the walk
Foxgloves on their endless stalks
Thistle Globes and Passion Flowers
Beebalm bright amidst the showers
Golden Rod and Snapdragons
Petunias in an old red wagon
Flowers blooming everywhere
Rich perfume that fills the air
Gladiolus on its peaked spike
And Orchids vast, so much to like
Columbine, with wide spread vine
Dahlia that look like wine
Helenium will make you sneeze
Buttercups that look like weeds
And don’t forget, Forget-Me-Nots
Plus, Marigolds that fill your pots
So many scents, have come and went
That every day’s a field event
My hat comes off, this ground we’ve sowed
Worthy of this flowers ode
Additional Reading
R.J. Schwartz is an American Poet and Author.
His complete works on The Creative Exiles Website can be found here
The Gypsy Thread is a huge collection of his original work
Ralph also writes on HubPages
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