Winter Wildflower

Winter Wildflower A billion snowflakes do collect upon a wasteland of neglect The sky frigid no sun to reflect appears a dot lonely specked A tear does fall melting snow as the speck staggers to grow A wildflower starts to sough as the winter winds seek to blow *** Amidst frozen fields lost in time, a wildflower begins her climb Awaking beauty stretches sublime with petals strutting chime Behold the wonder you see displaying love near a wounded tree No one bothers with her plea standing around the white debris *** Courage keeps her alive with recluse radiant colors to survive With a calming chill, she will thrive awaiting the storms to arrive And dreams now blurred that the fallacious frost has spurred Her silent screams are heard carried by the malign mockingbird *** Standing still before the dawn alone a wildflower winging spawn Within her will, she must go on before slumbers of her next yawn Secluded in her salient solitude she eagerly embarks to be renewed Now a wildflower subdued all she wishes is to be virtuously viewed. ...dedicated to my Mom, May.16.1941~Oct.24.2017...and to all the Wildflowers here at the SoupBowl...they know who they are... Oct.22.2018 SEASONAL OR UNSEASONAL Poetry Sponsored by: Kim Rodrigues N/A for contest
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Man Avatar
October 29, 2018 at 4:03 PM
Your tribute is incredibly beautiful!!
Daniel Avatar
October 25, 2018 at 8:37 AM
A lovely tribute, John:)
Sands Avatar
October 23, 2018 at 2:38 PM
This is absolutely beautiful. I love it. Well written WW :) I hope you are having a nice day.
Gentile Avatar
October 23, 2018 at 12:50 PM
A stunning Tribute Winged Warrior! Beautiful and strong. Your way with words is enviable!!!
Lane Avatar
October 23, 2018 at 11:00 AM
"...a wildflower...to be virtuously viewed" That's an alluring thought. Not much of a winter here, but if I were to be a wildflower it would have to be an iris. Your proficiency with syntax and alliteration are impressive. as ever, Laney
Raven Avatar
October 23, 2018 at 10:13 AM
My friend, this is a wonderful tribute to those wildflowers that grow through the harshest times and the best of times. A wonderful tribute John. You have such a wonderful way with words my friend. Your images just sing into the mind. It is always a pleasure to read your lines. A fave. Have a wonderful Tuesday. Your friend always....Mike.
Michael Avatar
October 23, 2018 at 10:10 AM
You really have a nice style...simple and sweet...freedom poetry...All the best WW
De Beaulieu Avatar
October 23, 2018 at 9:32 AM
Hello Winged Warrior, a flower blooming in winter! I never saw one. This is a beautiful poem. Have a nice day my friend.
Riabi Dziri Avatar
October 23, 2018 at 8:24 AM
I identify with winter wildflower! What an honouring metaphor! I venerate every woman who has gone through harsh freezing winters and still standing for her dreams, claiming her right to survive and protect all those souls that are part of her.. no trace of tears, no sound of pain.. A lady of wealth, gentle and refined turning wild if it need be.. May God bless Lady Emma for the Beauty and the depth she passed on to her apple of eye Winged Warrior.. an astounding work of art and tribute. Regards
One Avatar
October 23, 2018 at 8:20 AM
What a great start to your poem... You have a wonderful way with words, so many poetic lines in this one...
Andresen Avatar
October 23, 2018 at 3:56 AM
- A wonderful writing - Give me many touching thoughts, W.W. ... both good and sad - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Bangalee Avatar
October 23, 2018 at 1:41 AM
impressive winter in poetic words
Vaso Avatar
October 22, 2018 at 11:12 PM
A very touching poem, very touching indeed!
Nicole Avatar
October 22, 2018 at 10:05 PM
A wildflower will always reach beyond the unreachable. The snow, the fierce winds that blow. She is willing to make that sacrifice. If she wishes to touch the sunshine, then it will happen. She has Faith. Your thoughts are beautiful and they make me smile. :) Brandy
Warrior Avatar
October 22, 2018 at 10:19 PM
Thank you, dear friend...as is your presence also beautiful...you are truly a wonderful soul...a godsend to the poets, with your enlightening poetic charm...and poems...love, light & unity...^WW^
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