Susans Poems

One of the joys of summer are lightning bugs.Do you remember, as a child, chasing them on a balmy evening? They are so elusive. When you see one in front of you and go to catch it, it would be...Read More

Swaying fields of buttercup and yarrow 
Lavish goldenrod and dandelions 
Wild outside my garden walls
Protective of their independence
And carefree wanton ways
Yet bemused by how 
Just over yonder
the other half lives

Flirtatious gloriosa daisies 
Alluring yellow columbine
Coquettish gerbera daisies
Provocative flutterbye roses
Sultry golden...Read More

There is a certain comfort that comes to me
every spring, from perennials I planted years ago, that still pop up, beneath dark soil. 

  I often wonder how in the world they survived the harshness of winter and his...Read More

I went for a long hike in the forest today,
it was so quiet and peaceful along the trail;
I saw a cluster of tiger lilies gone wild,
and decided to write down this wildflower tale.

Along the trail grew tangled, tall, white Queen's...Read More

Roaming
that thick soup 
of a green countryside,
the black eyed Susans
were our only witness,
silent as corpses,
unaware that truancy was our creed as we 
drove to buy beer in souped up
shiny chevy convertibles
as we listened to Motown and sang 
to those tunes...Read More

 I love when the first blooms of spring begin, crocus in the garden, peaking from the snow; may flowers and troutlily soon begin to show
   The millions of trilliums gloriously painting the undergrowth of our woodlands in spring; fading to...Read More

 A drifting cloud anchors itself on the hillside
 Where admiral butterflies on warm breezes glide
 Beneath a sky of azure where meadows abide
 There are bird songs afloat, on winds they hitch a ride

  Yonder, a boat tailed...Read More

Have you ever, wandered into, a sequestered meadow
Surrounded by trees and mountains
Where the passerine song birds, sang songs with no words
Indian paintbrushes, rose up, like red fountains
The orange day lilies, and butterfly weeds
Danced, with the light purple asters
Bold black eyed...Read More

Scarce had it rain'd - blue hued
drops showering down; 
in the witching hour I rode, 
where the earth is overrun by weeds, 
yellow fringed with black-eyed-susans; 
trees overhung with wild cherries.

Pacing past the sequester'd glen, 
following the trail where tall...Read More

Off to Kindergarten,
second week of school.

An excited voice
from the back seat,
"Oh, how beautiful, 
I see black eyes!"

"What?" I ask, puzzled.
"I saw black eyes," 
she repeats.

I'm wondering 
what kind of animal
she has spotted. 

Then I spot them,
Black-Eyed Susans,
blooming beside the road....Read More

Tea Rose arrives first, claims her chair by the bird bath
as Irises turn bearded faces on the path.
They offer admiring glances to Gardenias,
who promenade ahead of the pink Begonias.

Black-Eyed Susans adorn our festive garden deck,
where Florida’s Orange Blossoms stand so...Read More

You come from that place where Queen Anne’s lace
and milk thistle grow thick on the creek bank
behind the house.
Black-eyed Susans, opened to the sky,
sway strong and tall in the wind.
A dogwood blooms;
in remembrance of friends gone.

And the dust gathers
heavy over...Read More

All that we had to give her
Was wildflowers…
My four little girls and I

They worked like lil’ honeybees
With intense frowns on their faces 
And determined look in their eyes

Violets and black-eyed Susans
Gathered in lil’ grubby hands
‘neath bright summer sky

I had the...Read More

Your face,
Sunshine in the rain.

Your arms,
Angel's wings, warm and sheltering.

Your eyes,
Like fields of blackeyed susans, 

Lovely and dark
With light.

Cynthia...Read More

 I met a man and his young wife
He asked would I be in his life
No far too much pain

I could be the first wife he said
Not I even if she was now dead
I will ask again.

25/04/2012
Entry for Black Eyed...Read More

I tiptoed through the tulips
And leapt over the lavender bed
I covered the ground in red rose petals
And laid out a picnic spread
I winked at the Black Eyed Susans
And flirted with the buttercups
I sipped my glass of dandelion wine
As my eyes...Read More

God's summer sculpture,
Divine and complex.

A season of bright sunshine and warmth,
Walks through God's beautiful garden.

A rainbow of flowers,
My favorite, the black-eyed susans.

Their dark spheres and yellow petals,
A bouquet smiling at me when I walk past.

The green foliage everywhere,
Tall spruces and...Read More

black-eyed susans
root on the river bank---
yellow jackets hum...Read More

Do you remember when you loved me?
When the Black-Eyed Susans danced
in the buttered sun?
we were so sensual then,
with nothing between us
but this light,
this colour of Yellow....
...Read More

Wandering eye trapses the fertile meadow
Silhouetted reams the azure streams shadow
A cacophony of colors wild but mellow
Shroud the svelte canvas bridging ford and dale
Gilded lillies glistening in their satin veil
Goldenrods with cherubic halos in the fawning light glimmer
Purple violets with...Read More