A quiet green bud
teaches patience
without words
Tasty confection,
Chocolate, caramel, nuts,
Delectable reflection,
Love those tasty guts.
It must Snicker,
While my taste buds flicker.
a bud-is-tic time
flow-are
beautiful
len
poet tree monks...
flower
in blooms
as a...
bud-is-tick change
and
sew...
a flower marking
days and hours of life
in/out
and of
time-change
a bud is 'tic'
(a second) on
'natures clock'
len
A tender bud blooms mid two leaves,
designs triad sublime.
The proud plant caringly conceives
grand picture of joy prime.
Shaped kinship symbol sways,
possessed joy plant displays,
treasures delight for days.
Child’s blissful link plumes
a tender bud blooms.
Beauteous, osmotic, slow motion cognition,
unfolds in linear time, petal by petal,
borne by causation of bliss ignition,
living light that in each node does gently settle.
There is no seeking and therefore no haste,
with body-mind offering no resistance,
that as divine magnetism makes heart chaste,
witness consciousness feels one with existence.
The one I planted, nurtured, watered with my own blood—
You bloomed the prettiest flower, where butterflies always hover.
Nectar brimmed with love, unbound blessings of a mother,
Standing alone, spreading its euphoric vigor.
You could never be weak.
You didn't bloom to be suppressed;
It might be hot or freezing cold.
Never stop climbing,
destiny awaits at the peak.
Be light piercing dark, sun thawing cold.
My warmth is trapped in you,
Stay fearlessly bold.
Rise against hands stained red.
Never get imprinted by their cruel marks.
For you are the provider, the nurturer herself—
Never be afraid; always be yourself.
You're the beginning,
You're the untimely end.
The flower they could never break,
Even the storm couldn't bend.
When I was just a drowsy bud to bloom,
I heard the murmur of the playful breeze
Whispering spicy spiels of far-off seas -
I longed to grow, to rise from my gloom.
Alas! I was born a flashing flower,
Dancing wild, teasing the naughty bees,
Winking at him, flirting in the shower -
Weeping at night for a mild parting kiss.
Now I long to embrace that bemused me;
Winter arrives with his white, cruel shiver,
Wiping my brightness and my gentle plea,
Freezing me soft beneath grains of silver.
A determined bud
Struggled to flower,
The season had not cooperated;
A lazy sun
Dry clouds
Nature slower to awake
(when it comes to blossoms
My kitchen vase abhorrent
Of all those fake)
Finally, a bit of brilliant red!
A speckle of yellow and richest
Blue! A dazzle for spring to renew!
Not that I ever doubted~Love,
Now the birds are chirping
And the bees are buzzing too!
Like crystal tears, soft petals dance and gleam,
While dewdrops stitch stars on morning's silken dream.
Each blossom spins gold wisdom from earth's mud,
As heaven's jewels birth dawn's awakening bud.
Bud blooms like the sun breaking through midnight's veil.
Mud cradles pearls where phoenix tales prevail.
Dream waters mirror souls like liquid glass,
Gleam whispers truth like breath through temple brass,
Through time's vast ocean, songs of light sail on.
buds beckon to pop
leaves unfurl reveal green scroll
spring devolves uncurls
Bud is loyal to the end
Bud loves me. I’m her friend
Bud licks my face
And sniffs my butt
Wags her tail
Yah, she’s a mut
Just like me, you see
I just may have some Native in me yet
With maps of Earth in her fur
And wrinkled ones on me
We’ve guided our way here
On Earth
Together
We are buds
Tree to pee
Anywhere we please
Dandelion little bud soon will have a golden crown,
taller this is bound to grow
upwards, skywards to our sun,
now ripened with blossom wide, unconcealed, too bold to hide,
until the time is right to leave...
though death is a mere bluff,
evolving to a special stage transforming to fine fluff!
a strange sense of dread builds up
we know not what could be the cause
yet it manifests and so we do recognise
our stuporous awareness that was oblivious
but be that as it may, we take measures
to nip in the bud the heart contraction
by becoming a witness to ourself
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