An Italian Orchid that is native to the Mediterranean,
a cluster of pink/purple blooms that resemble men,
each wearing a hat and has a funny face too,
they grow in sun-drenched meadow,
and they dance and in the breezes,
oh, such a rare and unique flower,
that also looks like a person . . .
Potatoes thriving in the world
Plants springing from the ground
Possibility from every direction
Perfection blooming in hearts
People coming and going
Part of me wonders
Possibly why there is
We are all flowers waiting to bloom
Watching people like it’s sport
Amber smile the winning sort
Lovely lips repeat a joke
Laughs on cue as you hope
Fuchsia fears hidden well
Looking for exit despite sitting there
Onyx knight full of silver stars
Wishing to leave soon by car
Evening close to an end
Romantic night just begins
Scurrying people
windy city wind whistling
Wet animals flee
Blue thunder, silver slick streets
Hued blooms close their perfumed rooms.
Yellow and pink hued
ruffled petal elegance
Magnetic beauty
drawing crowds in days so long
Simmering sunshine shadows
Time flees chase of life
around the corner of blooms
where music's playing
Blue skies don clouds of the hour
in this summer of rare sights
old empty porch swing
neglected flowers dying
someone is missing
Back in San Francisco when 'people had power'
~ hippies pulled the triggers and out came flowers
19th century Veika Hasrgawa
made woodblock rints pf the meijimg era
painting ogiku style 'mums'* with a single head
a flower in Japan so sacred
*https://panteek.com/Hasegawa/index.htm
Anna Atkins you may not know
but her photos were a fine show*
Some say the first female to create such art
grounding-breaking botany she did chart
*http://www.artnet.com/artists/anna-atkins/
seen through arrivals
such a smile welcomes me so
my hearts a pumping
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