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One Proud Yellow Dandelion

One Proud Yellow Dandelion

Lantanas and pears are lushly in bloom,
Baby chartreuse leaves brighten winter’s late gloom
And one proud yellow dandelion.

We wait for the redbuds – where are you?
There are dark spring clouds under the blue,
And one proud yellow dandelion.

Nandina berries like Christmas late,
Spring cold breezes now sealing their fate,
And one proud yellow dandelion.

Courageously the dandelion stiffly stands,
Knowing it will change, blow like sand,
And mother the earth with new children.

To bloom and fly away.

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Dennis Spilchuk June 4, 2019 at 9:16 PM A beautiful, descriptive poem in tribute to the proud dandelion. Sunlite Wanter June 5, 2019 at 9:41 AM How kind of you to look up this poem and comment!

Heidi Sands March 26, 2018 at 7:49 PM I love this poem Sunlite. I can picture the dandelion . A great ending too :)

Paul Callus March 24, 2018 at 9:42 AM You have written a beautiful poem, Sunlite. That one yellow dandelion will not take too long to make its presence felt!! I love dandelions and the inspiration they bring with them. Regards // paul Sunlite Wanter March 27, 2018 at 10:55 AM They are so strong. I found two more in among some pavers. Thank you for your kind comment.

Jessica Amanda Salmonson March 20, 2018 at 5:43 PM Good thing I love dandelions as I've definitely got more than one. I eat them though! Better than salad spinach. Sunlite Wanter March 27, 2018 at 10:54 AM I've never eaten dandelion greens, but I'd like to sometime. Thank you....

Nette Onclaud March 20, 2018 at 2:00 PM ohh, i am enthralled by the musicality of this blooming poem---so fluid and rhythmic, sun.., huggs Sunlite Wanter March 23, 2018 at 11:14 AM I so appreciate what you say. Thank you.

Vijay Pandit March 20, 2018 at 7:05 AM Your poem shines with this highlight of the omnipresent dandelion..excellent creation, SW! Sunlite Wanter March 23, 2018 at 11:13 AM I really appreciate you, Vijay.

Mick Talbot March 19, 2018 at 12:28 AM and one proud dandelion... thwarts winter time again... keeps fairies fresh and sprite... for you a gold medallion... for your tribute to one... proud upstanding dandelion... who gets is name from it leaves... a drum roll maestro if you please... keep writing haiku cos this one's great, your next one, can't wait... Mick Sunlite Wanter March 23, 2018 at 11:12 AM You got it, Mick! Thank you!

Akkina Downing March 18, 2018 at 9:12 PM What a beautiful poem, Sunlite. I really enjoy tntis very much. A warm feeling to smile :) Every kind of flower is beautiful to me. I love it! Hugs and smiles :) Sunlite Wanter March 23, 2018 at 11:11 AM I am so pleased. Thank you.

Anne-Lise Andresen March 18, 2018 at 6:13 PM - A mother with many children ... so beautifully described, Sunlite :) - Dandelion is loved or hated ... I think it's beautiful :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Sunlite Wanter March 23, 2018 at 11:11 AM I have a few more now, Sunshine. I love them - they're fascinating. Thank you for commenting.

Susan Ashley March 18, 2018 at 1:05 PM An exquisite and captivating poem Sunlite. I love the beautiful theme of your write, with every line superbly expressed, but your last four lines blew me away 'like sand'! An absolute beauty of a poem and a fave! Warmest wishes. ~Susan Sunlite Wanter March 23, 2018 at 11:10 AM You say the nicest things. Thank you.

Tom Cunningham March 18, 2018 at 3:12 AM A lovely verse Sunlite.

Daniel Turner March 17, 2018 at 9:59 PM A wonderful poem that leaves the reader warm. That being said, Please keep them in your yard. lol Nicely penned, Sunlite. Sunlite Wanter March 23, 2018 at 11:07 AM I have two or three more now. Yes, I believe I'll keep them. Thank you.

Connie Marcum Wong March 17, 2018 at 8:49 PM I just love your celebration of the little Dandelion. I saw a huge hillside filled with dandelions one spring in Bavaria and I don't see them as weeds but healing herbs. They are quite breathtaking when gathered together upon the green hillside. I must Fave this lovely poem Sunlite! Brava! xxoo Sunlite Wanter March 23, 2018 at 11:06 AM I am so tickled that you liked it, Connie and even more tickled with the fav.

Jan Allison March 17, 2018 at 8:00 PM absolutely delightful imagery Sunlite, i love your use of colour and I've learned a couple of new plants too:-) (lantanas and Nandina berries) hugs Jan xx Sunlite Wanter March 23, 2018 at 11:05 AM Spring is really punching out now! We're going to have rain from Sunday on, so that will make for a glorious Easter. Thank you for your kind comment.

Lunita Blanca March 17, 2018 at 7:58 PM I really like this prose Sunlite. "Mother earth with new children" This is precious. Sunlite Wanter March 23, 2018 at 11:04 AM Thrilled that you liked it.

Line Gauthier March 17, 2018 at 7:40 PM Charming poem, Sunlite. Well done. Sunlite Wanter March 23, 2018 at 10:57 AM Thank you so very much.