Dennis Spilchuk Poet Lyric

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Forget-Me-Nots

Forget-Me-Nots

Across the field, I trampled a path
When I held back and marveled to see,
Near the babbling brook beneath the trees,
A sea of blue of scorpion grass:
Tiny blooms asway in waves of glee,
Of forget-me-nots, and thirsty bees.

From end to end, as far as I could see,
In the serene lea, they spread their petals,
Exhibiting beautiful visuals
On the gentle slope, swaying in the breeze.
I looked back at the path and then ahead,
Enthralled as to where destiny had led.

The sun shone down with warmth unsurpassed
As the wind blew over cool, fresh air.
They fluttered about extraordinaire
Expressing their amour unabashed.
I was enamoured by their charisma
Under the sky of terra firma.

And when I’m dismayed to see storm clouds brew
And lacklustre negative thoughts prevail,
I reminisce their presence in the meadow,
Of powder blue amongst a greenery view.
Then, my eyelids succumb, and I envision
Fields of forget-me-nots abloom in heaven.
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Note:
   The Myosotis (meaning mouse’s ear due to the resemblance of the shape of their leaves), aka forget-me-not flower, is also known as scorpion grass because of its spiralling stem leading to its flower head, which looks like a scorpion tail.
   Forget-me-nots are biennial plants (i.e., they have a life span of two years) that emit no scent. They bloom from May to October and are associated with the birth month of September, along with the aster and morning glory. Forget-me-nots symbolize love, respect, and remembrance.

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Brian Sambourne October 14, 2022 at 3:27 PM Another engaging poem, Dennis. Your cool spread of forget-me-knots does indeed have charisma. The notes, too, are a fine postscript to a poem that sways in ease. Best wishes, Brian Dennis Spilchuk October 15, 2022 at 2:58 PM Thank you so very much for the kind comment and appreciation for the poem. It is a wonderful experience to enjoy reading the poets, and to be able to express one's self in poetry, well, it's just icing on the cake.