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The Flower |
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insect Senior Member
since 2000-04-22
Posts 1014 |
The Flower The melting snow and birds that sing Are signs of winter changing to spring Blowing clouds of precipitation Hatches your seed into germination Penetrating through the rich moist earth Reveals the beauty of your birth Reaching for the sky above Blossoming into colours of love Sharing your pollen with travelers in flight They deliver for nectar before the night Closing your petals with a tired yawn Sleeping until the warmth of dawn [This message has been edited by insect (edited 05-03-2000).] |
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netswan Senior Member
since 2000-03-28
Posts 1369Washington |
A poem to cherish - this is precious. Thanks, Insect, for sharing netwan |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Insect~ Funny ... you don't 'bug' me at all !  This is a lovely look at the awakening of Spring. Enjoyed. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Nice views, insect. Enjoyed reading this one. Except 'pedals' should be 'petals' I guess. Regards, Sudhir Take each day as it comes, Consider each day as a flight, Try hard to succeed and fly, Surely then you will reach some height. But if by some chance you don’t, Remember that tomorrow will always come. Learn this well and learn this hard That today’s efforts will pay for tomorrow’s fun. A Crazy Monster, a.k.a Ski |
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Parker Member Elite
since 2000-01-06
Posts 3129ON |
insect, timely writing for spring, very nice. Parker |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Just love the way everything is reborn in spring...Lovely poem! |
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insect Senior Member
since 2000-04-22
Posts 1014 |
Netswan…Sharing your pollen with travelers in flight. Marge Tindal…. Even the smell of spring is very awakening. Sudhir lyer…Closing your petals with a tired yawn. Haleyja…. Spring is a wet time of the year. I think your Vibes of the Night Dance made a few people wet too. Martie…Hatches your seed into germination. Thank you for all the responses…Sleeping until the warmth of dawn. |
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