Golden kaleidoscope smile-flower
That sways like wind-chimes in the breeze
You who delights the trees, and humors the bees
And sends little girls crawling on their rosy-red knees
Amethyst jewel of an eye flower
Moon-flower, soon, flower
The stars will sing you their hymns, flower
Silver-bell songs that crash through the clouds
Raining angelic dust on these perennial crowds
Your petals sparkling bright in ghostly white shrouds
Of dew drops that float to your leaves, flower
How, flower? How, flower?
You lovely pearl of a small yellow flower
How, how, could you ever--ever cease to sway?
To bring life to my day, draw both the wasp and the blue jay?
To make automaton people stray from their way
All for a whiff of this dream of a flower
Plucked from the hot brown earth, flower
Today the radiant sunlight it just tastes so sour
You’re gone from the world and I long to devour
Your feathery scent and divine quiet power
My guardian angel sunflower
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Presented to you by Christopher