Posts tagged wildflower
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A black and white dog happily discovers a patch of wild lily of the valley blooming in the forest with the person who loves him most.

You picked up their scent,
wild lily of the valley,
just out, of the earth.

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A black and white dog stands alert in a patch of white woodland aster with the person who loves him most.

The sun on your ears,
silky as milkweed seed fluff
about to take flight.

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A black and white dog basking in a clump of goldenrod on a sunny day.

Contained in your joy,
goldenrod to be walked through —
sun on eyelashes.

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A black and white dog walks under a large clump of wild daisy fleabane on a sunny day.

Ears scented with earth,
you came out of the tall grass,
lived your life with us.

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A clump of milkweed flower husks with seeds bursting from its ridge inner surface on a sunny day in early November.

Milkweed mountain range —
inside, I see us walking,
as in all summers.

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An eastern bumblebee feeds on panicled asters in early October.

Intent bumblebee —
unaware of his soft stripes,
impossible wings.

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A milkweed husk broken open to show seeds against a dark field in early October.

In the darkened field,
the milkweed husk breaks open,
all the souls intact.

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A dry thistle flower head in September.

Along the deer path,
next to the pond full of fish,
stars fall to the ground.

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A clouded sulphur butterfly perched on a tall sow thistle turning to seed on a sunny day in September.

Thistle goes to seed,
her pale green wings like two sails,
she and I are small.

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A Cabbage White butterfly feeds on a wildflower in July in Michigan.

Off of the main road,
down the slope, along the path,
the Cabbage White feeds.

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A closeup of a red poppy bloom in springtime in Parma Italy.

The poppy calls for
pointing for someone to see
spring fields lit with red.

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A clump of hepatica blooms opening through dead leaves on the forest floor in springtime.

Oh you wistful girl,
hepatica up through dead leaves,
alive underground.

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A purple thistle stem with a spent bloom and a new bloom.

I’ve documented
the endless wonders we’ve seen,
and what have we learned?

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A beach morning glory growing out of a dark thicket with a bloom resting on the curb.

Beach morning glory,
growing in the dark thicket,
blooming at the curb.

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A Wild Carrot photgraphed from below looking towards blue skyn and bright sun.

Fields and fields of them,
the ferocious Wild Carrot,
thin neck, adorned head.

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A Red Admiral butterfly with lightly torn wings feeding on a purple coneflower in the sun.

Wings torn like paper,
the temporary wonders
of flight and being.

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A wild teasel with purple blooms emerging in early summer with a bee feeding on it.

Purple blooms sprouting,
the wild teasel and the bee
meet each other here.

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A garland made of dandelions found in the forest in spring.

A garland left here,
made of bright dandelions
in the May forest.

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Creeping buttercup against a rock in spring.

Creeping buttercup
up and out of the cold earth,
rests on a sunned rock.

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The pollen starts it,
bloodroot, trout lily, toothwort,
feeding the forest.