Wednesday, June 22, 2016

Such is the wonder of nature

                                                                                           Author: Eric Hill
Image: Poppies in the Sunset on Lake Geneva (here)

the 10 of 12 given words:
innocent single wanton dandelion wildflowers aflame coastal   
flaring (bright or showy spreading gradually outward)
poppies empty

3WW
taboo taut tattered

Every spring it sprouts from the ground
Unwanted waif in all innocence 
Not as a single homeless but a wanton
yellow the ubiquitous dandelion

Other summer annuals that come later
The variety of colorful summer starters
That germinate during spring and mature
right through autumn of the same year

Wildflowers or fondly grown in the garden
Setting aflame the backyard, the lawn
or at coastal areas competing for sea breeze
that intrudes inland

All the greenery flaring colors and beauty
Red and yellow dahlias or in rosy purple daisies
Gloriosa with golden petals and chocolate centers
Poppies flaming red now taboo in measured whispers
as the drug scene is still potent with upheavals

The ground stretches taut with no other
but flowers only to be embarrassingly seen before
the cold months withered and tattered as ever
Eventually just empty waste with advent of winter
Such is the wonder of nature

For Grace's OLN #175 at d'Verse and
rather late for Walter's at d'Verse's Tuesday Poetics: summer starter
MMT's Sunday's Whirligig #65 with the given words and
Thomg's at 3WW week #485

10 comments:

  1. Quite the ambitious undertaking, Hank! But you covered every prompt, tying this poem together nicely! Good work!

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  2. This is my kind of poem. I love the flowers and colors.

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  3. I specially like the variety of summer flowers, but not poppies.

    Thanks for joining us.

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  4. Hank, it is amazing how you combine all these prompts. I do enjoy wildflowers. They are a natural beauty to behold.

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  5. Love the flowers (even the dandelion) - wonderful.

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  6. I absolutely adore the splash of vibrant colors and images in this poem :D Beautifully penned.

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  7. Three cheers for Mother Nature and equally this excellent verse.
    Yvonne.

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  8. It is rather sad when winter comes and most flowers go away.

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  9. Nature sure has an ebb and flow to it as all goes away and then is restored once more.

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  10. Wow...you have topped yourself this time - great job, Hank!

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