One of the most tragic things I know about human nature is that all of us tend to put off living. We are all dreaming of some magical rose garden over the horizon instead of enjoying the roses that are blooming outside our windows today. ~ Dale Carnegie, American writer, lecturer, and more.
Shivering beneath this coat of snow
Snow that unexpectedly trickled down
Down to the ground below
Below ground, my root system sleeps
Sleeps while Winter whitens the landscape
Landscape that one day will become green
Green when Spring comes back again
Again my red blooms will brighten the yard
Yard that needs something so brilliant
Brilliant, isn’t it, how cyclical Nature is!
Note: This poetry form is called Chain Verse.
We need beauty because it makes us ache to be worthy of it. ~Mary Oliver, American poet
She arrives at the chapel, her heart in a flutter.
Today, at last, is her wedding day.
Her bouquet is a medley of cream and butter;
Her gown a snowy vision in applique.
Her best friend approaches, tears in her eyes.
“Things will be different, you’ll see.”
She shakes her head, denying such lies
And pledges lifelong friends they’ll always be.
The music swells, her dad takes her hand
And together they step down the aisle.
This day is going just as she planned
Her lover awaits with a radiant smile.
When sacred vows join a couple in love
It’s a union of bliss blessed from above.
Note: My first Sonnet — Woo Hoo!! June is traditionally the most popular month for weddings. Nothing like that is going on here! I simply took a photo of the Popcorn Drift (R) Rosebush in my front yard and was stunned at how much it resembled a bride’s bouquet. I guess the weather conditions are perfect for it this year because it’s a mass of blossoms.
People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us. ~Iris Murdoch, Anglo-Irish novelist
I’ve been putting off as long as I dare the process of buying a new smartphone.
We call her The Queen
And rightfully so.
She sits atop her throne
Growling orders to her minions.
The weak-spirited acquiesce
To her desires,
And they admire
Her confidence and purpose.
The strong-willed balk
And blatantly gawk
While, scepter in hand,
She rules the land
With an iron paw.
Getting her way
Through force and might
Or tears and spite.
She’s The Queen, you know.
She thinks she has a right to crow.
There’s a reason Stop signs are Red, you know.
Red is attention-grabbing. Makes the heart beat faster. Red signifies passion, danger even. It stimulates the appetite (sexual and physical), and motivates us to take action. On the negative side, Red is associated with aggression, anger, stubbornness, violence.
The earth laughs in flowers. ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
Have you ever noticed how easy it is to smile when you see a yellow flower?
Here, give it a try:
Pale yellow snapdragons