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Compendium of Flowers

PERPETUAL PETALS The bouquet of autumn, lasts but a short while- but real flowers live- that spring from our soul to sprinkle here and there in posies of love- such coloured aromas, garland others' day SPRING Purple vetch and ribwort plantain Jostle lush clover in English rain Dogrose dotted on a briared sprawl prickly as it meandrs tall Speaking volumes of words,unheard Spring,flowers,in which all senses merge FLOWERS OF THE FIELD Daisy,buttercup,yellow cowslip together mix in fellowship MUTED Silent, nature's flowers with which all senses merge- become a dialogue with words unheard. SYMBOLIC INTUTION She moved the empiric into abstract form from above and beyond the natural view- a close-up of flowers in magnified bloom Ekphrasis tribute to Georgia O'Keeffe LOVELIER than LILAC structured prose Along the primrose path,passion flowers luminous beauties all of a flutter,true, natural and gentle on the stream of time. This drift of time fashions silence into words,silent thoughts.flowers of perfect speech by wayside haunts.Sights sounds and secrets so full of sweet song. Songs of picture poetry chasing shadows in an eclectic amalgam ,lovelier than lilac FLOWERY WORDS Meadowsweet & wiilow herb and forget-me-nots Blue,white,green & yellow Wild flowers in abundance Pastel shade my garden plot LITTLE PIECES OF HEAVEN Flowers to us,may teach as to them,our fingers reach, of God's love,they preach Flowers to us,so bright colours to fill our sight, reveal to us,God's delight Flowers each day to inspire, igniting poetic fire, God's poiema,never tire Flowers,that smell so sweet, good enough for us to eat, 'til that day,God we'll meet Changed in a moment,our bodies too on that earth and heaven, new inspired by Christina Rossetti poem Lillies of the field

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