Flowers

If I could pretend to be a Bendable Toy...

I wouldn't have to worry about how far someone would go...

Breasts of Venus
Cups of milk
Givers of life

Part not with happiness
when...

bird of paradise
sprouting up, under springs light
bursting in colour.

It is true that my only real universe
is the certifiable one
that lives inside my mind...

There is balance
in spring´s beauty,
the once solemn face
of winter stone,
...

Dainty yellow brights

amongst grassy glades.

Frost sharply ignites

...

The ground is the Gardeners canvas...

It can be made Edible and Pure...

Pure and Colorful...

tadpoles dance around
moonflowers but only one
can pollinate it

writing stories
with dried violets
pressed into glass

Neath azure blue
Dawn greets you
Upon grassy knoll
Blooms shed winter toll

...

the flowers i got
half stripped of their beautiful patels

half sinking in mud

eaten...

All the chatter...

Anyone curious why it wouldn't flood?

​​​​​​How about less pavement and...

Dandelion won’t you dance?
Brisk tis breeze by chance
Puff dander across clear skies
...

I want to smell a petunia flower for the first time

and feel the snow against my exposed feet...

Lavender scent most verbose
Vast tis field as it grows
Expanse far and wide
Thriving...