Things Nearest.
Loving things nearest to hand
I must consider the Dandelion.
Mane of spun gold its open band
of seductive petals aroma aligns.
Facing the sun seduction attracts
passing insects intent on dining.
Sweetest bosom soft as blankets
releases allure of scented design.
Beating the clock, feelers fasten
on seeded food for feeding time.
Such clever self-spreading ranks
in my mind as a trait to admire.
Sensing this stylish sticky hand
of sweet- fingered artful invite
to nuzzle in pollen's magic land
flies then ignore dandelion guile.
Things nearest are often worth
more than indifferent glances.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
Offline) - Published: July 2nd, 2017 03:58
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my best friend is using dandelion root extract, among others, to kills his stage 4 advanced lung cancer. this poem touched in a way you least expected. thank you x
Oh bless you - a most maligned flower - they look so great in spring with their bright showy flowers. it's a wonder the plant breeders haven't developed some great garden cultivars - but they are probably having to constantly wash bed linen !!
Fay, people who think Dandelions are a weed should read your poem! Beautiful writing!
Oh! How lovely is your writing. And yes, the things close to us is what makes us happier if we can see it. Because for many people they don't see it. They think happiness comes only from big things but God is so incredible in creation that even the most simple flower decorates our lives so beautifully. Thanks for sharing.
From the Dandelion you have made a very fine wine.
I love the comment that Augustus left. We really enjoy dandelions, from their yummy greens to first bouquets gifted by sticky, chubby baby hands. A delight to read, as always.
Very true Fay, we need to look around us much more.
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