Sadness fills my
heart
Cut flowers on
display
As I tread the
busy streets
Artificial Rose
Those dusty
plastic flowers
I have seen
enough
Give me my
freedom
Walk though
fields of lavender
and hear nature
sing
Just where is
your heart
To rip such
children from home
The insects know
you
The laugh is on
you
Oh death just where is your sting?
You reap what you
sow
Lilies on the
pond
See eucalypts in
flower
Bluebells in the
wood
Beauty is in life
Not caged in a
dusty house
Discarded at will
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2) www.patrickcomerfield.com
I cannot imagine living without cut flars ! ... I write this looking at my magnificent singapore orchids which fill me with such joy in spite of my not having one of my best days today. You need to nurture everything you love including cut flowers....who would live with your drooping pic fleurs.?...well a lot I suppose...but not this little black duck:)
ReplyDeleteThere is a melancholy here...and i wondered if there was an underlying story of children not being allowed to grow and be happy? Nature, nurture all good things which can so easily be corrupted and turned into empty plastic...or is that just me being gloomy - thank you of making me think!
ReplyDeleteNot so much melancholy Jae but preference to walk through a bluebell wood or talk to the bees among the lavender or just watch a butterfly alight on my hand as it gathers nectar rather than have cut flowers to die inside the house.
DeleteWell, I have some flowers at the moment that are just about to where your picture shows. Out to the garbage this week! I also prefer to see them in their natural habitat....but it was Valentine's day afterall.
ReplyDeleteI cannot imagine a life without flowers. They bring such joy.
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