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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R J Schwartz

I write about everything and sometimes nothing at all. I'm fascinated by old things, rusty things, abandoned places, or anywhere that a secret might be unearthed. I'm passionate about history and many of my pieces are anchored in one concept of time or another. I've always been a writer, dating back to my youth, but the last decade has been a time of growth for me. I'm continually pushing the limitations of vocabulary, syntax, and descriptive phrasing.

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