Get Your Premium Membership

Shasta Daisy Mark Ii

One
plant,
Shasta
Daisy, owns
such easy beauty—
belies it's enduring nature. 

Needs no coddling; infiltrates, sprouts boldly year on year.

Tall, erect, flaunts pure white petals around a golden center; resists hungry 
insects. 

Wizard of plants, Luther Burbank, absorbed fifteen years to make the purest 
white color he loved; breeding, crossing, combining four— perfection.

Bend down— look: brilliant white petals, neon yellow center in a spiral nautilus 
whorl, all on a stout green stalk. How many petals? A perfect thirty four?  She 
loves me, she loves me not—count for yourself. Maybe average.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry