Echinacea Poems - Poems about Echinacea

...Forsythia my friend, I still cannot not discern, does a fiddlehead unravel into a lacy fern? Lilly pads, flowered floating seats for fortunate frogs. Monet’s favorite plant at his Giverny bog. ......

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...Digging my own grave synonymous with a sense of accomplishment Quite an undertaking to break ground figuratively, and symbolically linkedin while able bodied and mindedness readies cemetery pl......

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...the prickly-eyed coneflower bees attractively buzzing their squeeze. the purple petal umbrellas. a lovely echinacea breeze. butterflies and hummingbirds hove’.* red-winged blackbir......

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...Fantastic fabulous frisky faeries flitter forever Luxuriously loving lady-like likeable lilies Obliterating outgoing outlandish ostentatious orchid Wonderful whimsical warmhearted warlock wiggle......

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...Scratches and abrasions sensate, stalking, doxing, ghosting drones have pinched, clawed, and marked. I remember the sharp edges of yesterday but cannot recall the moments when the bumps and b......

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...They were a pair a match set. He, brilliant yellow with black lined wings, she, a mottled green tinged brown. As she ate seedlings from the echinacea he waited and watched. they each sing ......

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...It's the time of butterflies to fly angelic wings drifting hurried by in the powdered blue clouded sky; retrograde illusions left from spring revolving a floating dance upon the wing ventu......

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...Blush peach gerbera daisies Echinacea marmalade Angel’s trumpet cassie’s curls Chantilly peach snapdragon Christa coral bells Daylily tangerine Apricot whirl narcissus A la mode dahlia Zinnia......

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...There she was , perched upon the upper stalk of the echinacea flower cone Leaning left then right in upright posture, yet stationary with fore arms folded, the praying mantis once......

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... I am standing in my garden amongst the beautiful flowers, when a kaleidoscope of butterflies comes silently drifting. Past my lovely primrose rockery, so bright and brilliant, they......

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...As I stood in my garden amongst my flowers, a parade of blue butterflies was drifting; past my lovely brilliant primrose rock garden, they kissed a purple cornflower growing. ......

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... As I stand in my garden amongst my flowers, a parade of butterflies comes a drifting, past my lovely brilliant Primrose rock garden, and kiss my purple Cone flowers, blooming. Th......

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...Sticky wisps spider's web Milky hands blood of weeds Chyrsalide empty butterfly breathes on a summer morning humid Scent absorbing plum tree sweetened Crickets tuning notes of the season B......

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