a flower
before the season for flowers
blossom of seeds
August Pond
autumn whispers
on the wind
casting seeds
amidst the greens
Sunflower Power
temptation
bests the birds
they sample seeds
too raw to be ready
Lupin
flower of the roman empire
conquers fields
with abundant seed
Ceaseless
gone are the flowers
gone are the seeds
and still she blooms
The Choir
Seedheads sing
winter’s carols
in the wind.
Halo
Blessed is the humble seed
who is the spirit of the earth
Homemaking
seeds take
feathered flight
for monarchs’ sake.
Yield
The garden’s harvested bounty
carries a weary spirit towards spring
in the colors of dried petals and the promise of seeds.
Slumber
Seeds rest in husk beds
dreaming
of their spring morning.
Sunflower
The lighthouse of flowers
shinning the way to happy days
for lost or weary souls.
Pinwheel
When the right breeze blows
seeds will travel to their new homes.
A grand design determines time and place.
Ready Field
Tilled earth soaks up the sun
and waits for the seeds
of this season’s purpose to be planted.
Milk Weed
Seeds of generosity
fly away on Santa’s whiskers
before the first snow falls.
Cone Flowers
Gone are the purple petal skirts and crowns of gold
but your beauty and grace remain
and will be scattered by the wind.
Marje
Though she is gone, Marje’s morning glories
spend every summer with me through the miracle of seeds.
And as we did, when they come, I will count the blooms.
