Violet shyly skirts her shaded woods
with a dainty face, heart shaped wings,
She beautifies the faeriehood,
first shelving frost and unpacking spring,
then joyfully encircling rings.
Rose perfumes Mab’s pampered garden
while wearing jewels of morning dew,
Perennial, this pixie maiden,
with lush enchantments, old and new,
her heart revealed by frills askew.
Lily drifts in dreams on still waters,
blossoming, yet so palely clad,
Sprite, the moon’s meekest daughter
offers her splendors, myriad,
as gloomy depths she softly pads.
Bluebell bedecks a greening meadow
Soon, ladybug friends will come for tea,
no chimes she sounds, she’s not shallow,
and her languid smile is filled with honey
for her guests have brought bumble bees.
Daisy sways upon a lonely plane,
wearing a pair of sensible gloves,
bright and centered, though never vane
in a frock that speaks of wooing doves,
so she crops long petals, again in love.
* This is personification, for those who are just beginning to write poetry. Written May 1, 2013 for Francine Roberts Whimsical Contest.
**Inspired both by Mary Barker Cicely's Flower Fairies and Our Own Debbie Guzzi's Flower Children.