Open Poetry #49 |
The purple ones |
EmmaRose Senior Member
since 2011-03-02
Posts 1376Midwest |
I walked in Summer's endless fields daily, passerby, I among them, citing the many splendors of the grass and sky the purple ones were most majestic caressing my joyful, shoeless feet morning till night on moonlight's intoxication drunk on Summer rain, I'd walk by September's song, I looked back many of the purple already collapsing desperately, retracing my steps to find a hint of what I foolishly neglected to photograph or cross reference for the sake of higher knowledge sadly, I realized I never really knew your name [This message has been edited by EmmaRose (05-28-2014 07:28 AM).] |
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wordancer Senior Member
since 2000-07-30
Posts 809VA |
ah, the plants that we don't know the names of, but sometimes isn't it more magical not to know? |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Names we can, and do, forget. I do compulsively. Although I love to look at flowers and plants I never know their names, except of course, roses and sunflowers. ~*~ The poor wish to be rich, the rich wish to be happy, the single wish to be married, and the married wish to be dead. ~*~ |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
a most interesting 'write!' ... |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
EmmaRose, enjoyed this because as I walk through my garden and I often say,"Now what was the name of that one?" One sounds like laurapedalem. And I remember to think of Laura on a bike pedaling away , when I look at these pretty bushes.Thanks for the smile,Jo |
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EmmaRose Senior Member
since 2011-03-02
Posts 1376Midwest |
thanks for the thoughtful comments, very much appreciated |
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