Picking Flowers Morphed
In the fields as she picks flowers
Beauty compounds within the scene
She holds them hearing their powers
In the fields she picks her flowers
They never did seem at all sour
Her soul holds them dear as she’s seen
In the fields as she picks flowers
Beauty compounds within the scene
Russell Sivey
Form Triolet
The power of the flowers is extreme
It is beautiful to behold their sight
The flowers shine amongst the lovely scene
Season comes just once, flowers are its right
The blooms are brilliant with its color show
The flowers don’t look dull they are alright
Her soul houses these flowers which she knows
Immense are their powers when they are seen
The flowers sway as the wind surely blows
The power of the flowers are extreme
The flowers shine amongst the lovely scene
Russell Sivey
Form Terza Rima
Entered into Debbie Guzzi's "Metamorph" contest
3/26/2013
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2013
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