Long Ranunculus Poems

Inside my mailbox late last month; nine packs of seeds - a mystery!
I hadn't ordered anything, but curious was I to see
what might become of planting them. So grabbing trowel, hoe, and rake,
I set about...

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CHILDREN OF THE MIDSUMMER GARDEN

Dreamy midsummer comes to the garden
 Leaving her perfume so intoxicating
Colors float up – bounce like a fountain
 Autumn comes soon – a lady-in-waiting.

What can you say about fragrant Rose?
 So...

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Apple blossoms derived from the Wild crab
Birds of paradise resemble a brightly colored bird in flight
Cosmos flowers are very popular among gardeners for its beauty
Dogwood is a symbol of Christianity

Eastern redbud known as spice wood...

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After winter’s cold, Apple Blossoms unfold.
Bright, fresh spring brings Bluebells to behold.
Cheery Cherry Blossoms burst then dance to ground.
Delightful Dahlias bloom spring all around.
Eastern Redbuds warm cold winter emotion and
Fresh Freesia compliments each spring notion.
Gardenias...

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The primroses still continue their welcome bloom on the commons on a May day,
With scattered oaks and rich thickets the birds chirping the days are longer,
Hundreds of nightingales singing together, sad songs from an enchanted...

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The primroses still continue their welcome bloom on the commons on a May day,
With scattered oaks and rich thickets the birds chirping the days are longer,
Hundreds of nightingales singing together, sad songs from an enchanted...

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Sweet pea, Apple blossom, Anemone, Brodea,
Peach blossom, Amaryllis, Delwood, Freesia,
Ranunculus, Calla lily, Bird of Paradise.
I think each of these smell very nice.
Needing more, these are a must.
Gardenia, Hollyhock, Narcissus,
Tulip, Wax flower, Seeded Eucalyptus.
I’m neither gardener...

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From our bodies, dead and deceased,
of decaying flesh rotted off bone,
poking through loose lavish soil
flowers sprout and feed from the sun

From the corpse's arm, a reeling ranunculus
reaches toward the sky’s bright star
snaking its roots between...

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Palm fronds clatter
in a Santa Ana wind
and I am bitter as quinine.
Leaves furl 
as the dead hands of summer
and I am bitter as wormwood.
The sun could burst in my anger,
leaves its flame in my ears
instead...

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I am  Terracotta O' Lord God remove me
Rethink me my heart is Stone;
 I want to be your flower Ranunculus
My heart now is tone;
FATHER take of your hand remold me;
Place your hand on my...

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