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Collecting Flowers

Updated on August 1, 2012

Summary Summer Bouquet

The sun holds our steps in brightness,

as dragonfly snatches mosquitos

under our chins,

Hy up, Athena!

To the creek!

where we gather wild lobelia,

and strange brown starflowers,

Bottlebrush that smells like Chanel

wild parsley and watermelonberry,

few walk the overgrown path;

but we find a few straggling bluebell,

along with the rare succulent buttercups,

always calling out to the new young

blackbear, whose duff I saw in spring,

and now tips over my burn barrel,

down into the sun we go...

down the path to the creek,

studded with monkshood

pyrola and now, narcissus...

drawing us along, a potent desire

to see the shallowed water, gleaming-

we draw to the water's edge,

aha, I must get those strange blooms

by the shore...

we hear a cry like a shrill woman-

it's a kingfisher on a leaning tree-

I look under me feet,

discover the perfect bones of fish,

the entire skeleton stripped of flesh,

but not broken, not one tiny bone....

an entire anatomically correct study

of fishes bones.

We are at the bear's fishing site,

and the Kingfisher,

who I've never known to cry,

saved us from certain death.

As I've always suspected,

the earth and people

can connect,

If only we will

listen.

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      brewskitimeguy 4 years ago from Maine

      what wonderful writing...enjoyed it immensely..voted up

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      Brenda Barnes 4 years ago from America-Broken But Still Beautiful

      If only we listen, we will receive everything we need. That includes peace, my most blessed gift. Thank you for taking me along on your flower adventure even if Athena did laugh at my 14 pound Bella!.

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      Clark Cook 4 years ago from Rural BC (Canada) & N of Puerto Vallarta (Mexico)

      I can barely tell a Chysanthemum from a Tulip, so on that level this piece was a fielld class for me. And if its a real personal story, I'm very grateful to the Kingfisher. And Hyph--I can't resist a quote: "All good things come to He who Waiteth, as long as He who Waiteth Worketh like Hell while he Waiteth."

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      Brenda Barnes 4 years ago from America-Broken But Still Beautiful

      moonfroth, I think the harder he worketh, the gooder he geteth. laugh

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      Jessee R 4 years ago from Gurgaon, India

      Brilliant writing.... although I do not know much about flowers but the thought of spending time amidst plenty of them is mesmerizing

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      Thanks for that! It's just the answer I needde.

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