The First Flower in the Garden

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Open Poetry #25

The First Flower in the Garden

Professor Gloom
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since 2000-07-23

Posts 3082
of Depression

0 posted 2003-04-02 01:43 PM

In the chill of morn
Just after the frost is gone,
A flower is born
Blooming in sunlight alone.

It’s come out early
Can’t wait to show it’s beauty.

Birds were out singing
Mating songs for the fresh spring.

School children will run
In the warmth of the bright sun
All pass by but one,
That can’t wait for another,
Plucks it to give his mother.

the next day three bloom
as pretty as that flower
that graces his mother’s room
expressing young love’s power.

Gloom
Inspired by the writings of Wang Wei

marcel
Senior Member

since 2003-03-02

Posts 660
az, usa

1 posted 2003-04-02 02:10 PM

definitely brought about visions of the Spring. Thanks for sharing.

Earth Angel
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since 2002-08-27

Posts 40215
Realms of Light

2 posted 2003-04-02 02:49 PM

You know that I appreciate ALL of your poetry, but I especially love poems such as this refreshing and joyful one. Kiss on cheek for putting a smile on my face this dreary afternoon!

Love & Light,
EA

passing shadows
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since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
displaced

3 posted 2003-04-02 03:06 PM

beautiful!

JamesMichael
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since 1999-11-16

Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA

4 posted 2003-04-02 03:09 PM

Enjoyed...James

Sunshine

Administrator

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since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

5 posted 2003-04-02 08:27 PM

It was the last stanza
that held an inner message
for my eyes, Professor...

I hope that it intended to
share as much as it did...

and ever grateful was I
to read this today...

thank you.

Nightshade

Member Patricius

since 2001-08-31

Posts 13962
just out of reach

6 posted 2003-04-02 09:36 PM

Well now Gloom...this is just lovely. Thankyou for this breath of fresh air. Chris

"Hope" is the thing with feathers-
that perches in the soul....

-Emily Dickinson

nakdthoughts
Member Laureate

since 2000-10-29

Posts 19200
Between the Lines

7 posted 2003-04-03 04:36 PM

Your Gift...

a gift in your hands
the color of spring
touches of warmth
in wordless sing

left by the bedside
along with a view
a gift of the loving
to Mother from you

* an idea, perhaps?
As Always,
M

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