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Five Wild Flowers
Roses After The Rain
Diamonds on the petals,
Silver on the stems,
Early morning sunrise
Turns roses into gems.
Queen Anne's Lace
Above a field of Queen Anne's Lace
Butterflies fan my morning face.
I watch the signs of spring unfold
As sunshine spins the lace to gold.
Mushrooms From Heaven
Along the garden path,
Like parasols from heaven,
Mushrooms magically appear,
This year I counted seven.
Silver, gold, white and tan,
They stand as in a trance,
Providing shade for a parade
Of busy little ants.
Morning Glory
A purple morning glory
Unfurls her sleepy head
As dawn withdraws her shadow
Across the garden bed.
Wisteria
Looks like grapes
And smells like roses,
Springtime's gift
To eyes and noses!
© 2010 Charles Ghigna
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2 comments:
Wisteria is rampant in my back field. WE love it even though it is invasive. Thank you for all the lovely poetry.
You always say things I wish I had said.
Thank you, Joyce!
Appreciate your kind comments.
I'm guessing your wisteria has made its way into some of your novels.
Namasté!
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