A Picked Flower
Poem That flower that I picked for you One dark night from the forest floor, Trembling in the wake of a faint, wild tune Had drops of dew clinging to its petals And...
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Spring Suite, Part I: At the NJ Botanical Gardens
Haibun The twin rows of apple trees define a path down the center of Skyland Manor’s Great Lawn. They won’t blossom until May. Many other trees already do. Daffodils, hydrangeas, and other plants, as...
My Flower and Me
Poem From your view, the flower dies For it will live in me As it gives to me, life From our view, we dream deep. We sit here far from death We await...
