Flower Woman
A flower woman
Keeper of the land,
Tilling fertile soil
With her gentle hands.
Architect with seeds,
Of meadows rich with dew
Preserving the territory,
Creating anew.
Student of pollywogs
And pollinators galore,
Enlightening this steward
With tales pure as gold.
A comrade to nature
She celebrates the rebirth
When the sun rises nearer
Singing sweet songs to the earth.
©Donna Donabella 2018
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The idea of this poem was originally written as a birthday tribute for a true flower woman who creates fields of flowers from seed. I kept the idea, but changed it to reflect the birthday of another gardener/flower woman, me. I am celebrating my birthday next week, and am pleased to have lived and loved for 61 years now.
The pictures are of native lupines. They were seeded in my meadow by this flower woman’s hands. They symbolize imagination. So apt as I imagined creating this beautiful meadow, and have not been disappointed.
I am joining in with Poets United for their weekly poetry link up for poets who blog.
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I leave you with a few additional words about the Flower Woman. I welcome you to download the photo and share it.
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