Wildflowers propagate wild and free
Lovely flowers not seeded to be
Growing free to behold for you and me
The very name Wildflower stems
From a genus named “disambiguation”
Defined “to make something clear”
This genus has no confusing ambiguity
Only mind’s interpretation from visual acuity
Wildflowers are abundant throughout the world
Unplanned and unified in beauty and continuity
As native gemstones and handcrafted jewlery
The showy Wildflowers number so many
Every country in the world they grow plenty
Take Primroses, Daisies, Mallows and Sages
Comforting as the Blanket Flowers and
Sprinkled with sweet innocence of Baby’s Breath
Such timeless beauty throughout the Ages
Colors rich like Scarlet Flax, Purple Coneflower
Bluebonnets, Crimson Clover and multi color Poppies
Whimsical joys like Candytuft, Catchfly and Tidy Tips
Dense and penetrating like Blazing Stars
Heavenly like Rose Angels
Deep and mysterious like Chircory
Fleeting like Bird’s Eyes and Butterfly Weed
Contemplating like Farewell-to-Spring
Unusual like Dame’s Rocket and Fire Wheel
This beautiful genus the world over is so surreal
We can almost imagine a world like Wildflowers
Growing free throughout all the lands
Colors unrehearsed and unplanned
Blown by winds and strands of time
Beauty sewn so elegantly grand
Our eyes open pure, not blind
Standing strong within united power
Understanding hearts all basking
Free from dishonesty, war and strife
Nothing-lacking only serenity everlasting
If only the world were like a Wildflower
Like the sunshine of a Gold Yarrow
With hushed silence we close our eyes
And think about Cosmos and tomorrow
Sowing Wildflower seeds of love that grow free
In the serene beauty of a new world of peace
Comments (17)
Yes Jade! If only. I love this poem, because of my love of wild flowers, I just planted a wild flower garden. The farmers here in England are forbidden to cut hedges untill all the wild flowers are dead. We need all the wild we can get to save the honey bee, for without the honey bee, there is no future for mankind. Keep em coming.
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lovely poem makes one feel good.....K