Jenna Logan Poet Imagism

Sun-Kissed Flowers

“Let us dance in the sun, wearing wild flowers in our hair...” 
                                                       ~ Susan Polis Schutz


It always seems like a magical moment when Spring yields
blooms of flaxen color across verdant meadows and fields
There, on stems waving in the air on a warm gentle breeze
buttercups, ebb and flow like restless tides on rolling seas

A wildflower, petals so delicate, I can trace its fragile veins
They grow quickly, nourished by the sun and gentle rains
In profusion they flourish as the gift of Mother Nature,
inspiring pastoral artists to paint their likeness in portraiture

I remember many soft Spring days when I was just a child
traipsing lightly through them, I was charmed and beguiled
I danced with them in my hair;  glorious sun-kissed flowers
and laughed when clouds drenched me with sudden showers

When I wandered, mother didn't wonder where I'd strayed
She knew she would find me in the golden buttercup glade
Petal laced, are these comely wildflowers with sweet center
welcoming bees, birds and butterflies; inviting them to enter



March 12, 2021
Flower or Flowers in Imagism Form
Sponsored by: Constance La France

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Gordon Mcconnell March 17, 2021 at 3:53 PM Super piece Jenna, really great pen with nice rhyme and flow with good imagery too. Blessings always,Gordon Jenna Logan March 24, 2021 at 6:13 AM Thanks, Gordon. I appreciate your compliments.

Joanna Daniel March 16, 2021 at 2:25 AM Wow! You did it in rhyme, I am surely impressed, congratulations on your top win, Jenna:) Jenna Logan March 24, 2021 at 6:12 AM Thank you for such kind sentiments, Jo.

Constance La France March 15, 2021 at 8:52 AM Jenna, congratulations on your win in my Imagism Challenge on the theme of a flower or flowers, gorgeous imagery throughout your poem, love your chosen image and quote, your poem is truly sun-kissed, well done _Constance Jenna Logan March 24, 2021 at 6:12 AM Thanks a lot.

Anne-Lise Andresen March 15, 2021 at 2:48 AM - Back to congratulate you on your win, Jenna :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Jenna Logan March 24, 2021 at 6:12 AM Thank you!

Jan Allison March 14, 2021 at 2:08 PM Dropping back with many congrats on your win Jenna:-) hugs Jan xx Jenna Logan March 24, 2021 at 6:11 AM Thanks so much, Jan.

Mark Koplin March 14, 2021 at 5:52 AM This is definitely a magical spring image!! How beautifully your fingers cause your ink to spill. Amazing Jenna! Jenna Logan March 14, 2021 at 11:11 AM That's such kind comments. Thanks so much, Mark.

Lindsay Laurie March 13, 2021 at 4:21 PM Hello Jenna … well written indeed Jenna on the joys of spring. I once witnessed on a hillside, a field of canola gold beside a field of the weed Pattersons curse which is purple; a truly awesome sight - thank you Jenna - Lindsay Jenna Logan March 14, 2021 at 11:11 AM Hi, Lindsay. That's a whole different kind of gold! Thank you.

Jan Allison March 13, 2021 at 10:08 AM what a wonderful descriptive write jenna you transported me to a field of these sweet yellow flowers:-) hugs Jan xx Jenna Logan March 14, 2021 at 11:10 AM I'm so glad you could see and feel the scene. Thanks, Jan.

Regina Mcintosh March 13, 2021 at 6:08 AM A beautiful and joyous write. I love it and the quote... I love love love Blue Mountain Arts!!! God bless you sweet lady... Love, Gina Jenna Logan March 14, 2021 at 11:09 AM oh me too, Gina. Thanks so much.

Anne-Lise Andresen March 13, 2021 at 1:17 AM - A beautiful poem, Jenna ... like a magical moment .... even we humans bloom in the spring :) - Best wishes in the contest :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Jenna Logan March 13, 2021 at 3:29 AM We really do seem to bloom in spring. We've been hibernating from the weather and each other for a long time. Thanks, Anne-Lise.

Victor Buhagiar March 12, 2021 at 11:07 PM Happiness is the key to this exuberant poem. I would love to traipsing lightly through them, and hope you'll visit my last poem even if it is a bit sad. Listen to the music too. Jenna Logan March 13, 2021 at 3:28 AM Of course I'll read you. Thanks for such a lovely comment.

L Milton Hankins March 12, 2021 at 8:38 PM Oh, this is such a sweet, lovely poem, Jenna. I found myself walking through the buttercup glade. Thanks so much, and good luck with this entry in Constance's contest. Jenna Logan March 13, 2021 at 3:28 AM Thank you, LM.