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The Dandelion of May - Poetry and Photography

Updated on October 23, 2012

The Dandelion Clock - is the white head of a dandelion which is mainly full of seeds.

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A dead dandelion's crown of glory known as "dandelion clock" carries and lifts up its fruits in spreading new life.The "blow-ball", a dandelion clock of seeds held up and tall.The dandelions grow old together. Their friends and the wind help the fruits to scatter.  They open in dry weather, softly releasing their fruits so tender.If only under the moonlight these clocks still shine, they would each look like fireflies beneath your feet, not up high.Snow white soft and must be touched gently,  for dead dandelions are fragile and feathery.
A dead dandelion's crown of glory known as "dandelion clock" carries and lifts up its fruits in spreading new life.
A dead dandelion's crown of glory known as "dandelion clock" carries and lifts up its fruits in spreading new life. | Source
The "blow-ball", a dandelion clock of seeds held up and tall.
The "blow-ball", a dandelion clock of seeds held up and tall. | Source
The dandelions grow old together. Their friends and the wind help the fruits to scatter.  They open in dry weather, softly releasing their fruits so tender.
The dandelions grow old together. Their friends and the wind help the fruits to scatter. They open in dry weather, softly releasing their fruits so tender. | Source
If only under the moonlight these clocks still shine, they would each look like fireflies beneath your feet, not up high.
If only under the moonlight these clocks still shine, they would each look like fireflies beneath your feet, not up high. | Source
Snow white soft and must be touched gently,  for dead dandelions are fragile and feathery.
Snow white soft and must be touched gently, for dead dandelions are fragile and feathery. | Source

A soft play...

The Beauty yet a plain Weed to many.

"The Dandelion of May"

Dandelion, you cast your seeds over the open sea of blades
The breeze choose not the freedom of females and mates.
Gently whispered in your fuzzy ears, "Move along; it's now or never."
Combing the field far and yonder like a contagious fever.


Ninety days or so, oh dear dandelion don't hesitate nor frown
Your evergreen shields stay strong to hold your humble crown.
But alas old friend, the blowing is the time to bid goodbye
Your crown bears fruits, promises rebirth after you die.




This lonely dog and his lady master will remember your cheers
From your fragrant lips, of growing love and joy, forgetting all fears.
Soon the sky will burst fire, the frequent rain backing away
The salvation of old souls now begins a new cycle, a new day.



Then she arrives; her dog following along the paths to the garden
The colour of sun in welcoming perfume continued no pardon.
Once again like spring, she'll hold steady, her eyes on the glass screen
As summer brings you back, scattered yellow amidst the cascading green.


≈ ♥ ≈ © coffeegginmyrice "The Dandelion of May" 05.22.2012

What if dandelions were pink? Would you consider it a weed? Would you think?
What if dandelions were pink? Would you consider it a weed? Would you think? | Source
How many moons 'til I turn into a clock of pure white? With no regrets, my journey hasn't been for nothing, soon a dandelion flight.
How many moons 'til I turn into a clock of pure white? With no regrets, my journey hasn't been for nothing, soon a dandelion flight. | Source
A matured pair of dandelions, male and female perhaps? And what's the little one, a baby in its wraps?
A matured pair of dandelions, male and female perhaps? And what's the little one, a baby in its wraps? | Source
Dandelions all bright and perfect yellows, attracts insects and friendly fellows.
Dandelions all bright and perfect yellows, attracts insects and friendly fellows. | Source
Dandelions are in the open fields, the sidewalks grassy paths and dusty long roads; and hey, a beetle stops again. The beetle meets the black ant and they both drank the dandelion's nectar until there was none.
Dandelions are in the open fields, the sidewalks grassy paths and dusty long roads; and hey, a beetle stops again. The beetle meets the black ant and they both drank the dandelion's nectar until there was none. | Source
When dandelions die, their spirits are free; to float in the air, they wander far as can be.
When dandelions die, their spirits are free; to float in the air, they wander far as can be. | Source
Life is short for the dainty, delightful dandelions display. "It's like a horrible curse." their murmurs whispering away.
Life is short for the dainty, delightful dandelions display. "It's like a horrible curse." their murmurs whispering away. | Source
Now you are bald, dandelion, my old pal. Your graceful ways, a humble call.
Now you are bald, dandelion, my old pal. Your graceful ways, a humble call. | Source
This little dog wants to play and snip some grass. Along he runs and leaps as your spirits cheer him pass.
This little dog wants to play and snip some grass. Along he runs and leaps as your spirits cheer him pass. | Source
These achenes with spines will help it stick to soil. But before the pappus of thin hair swirls so royal.
These achenes with spines will help it stick to soil. But before the pappus of thin hair swirls so royal. | Source
A wondering pair looking and questioning. When is our fellow over there going to shed its soul? Now is the time of passing.
A wondering pair looking and questioning. When is our fellow over there going to shed its soul? Now is the time of passing. | Source
I stand tall facing the clouds, remembering the song "Release Me". I had my share of blessing and offerings and I will honour reality.
I stand tall facing the clouds, remembering the song "Release Me". I had my share of blessing and offerings and I will honour reality. | Source
The light overhead finds its way through the fence beaming behind us unselfishly; To glorify our departure on Earth, as new dandelions will follow on a story.
The light overhead finds its way through the fence beaming behind us unselfishly; To glorify our departure on Earth, as new dandelions will follow on a story. | Source
Feathery like chutes, these pure spirits soar high carrying fruits. Stay still old dandelion, let me blow you away; for I'd like to say a wish what you'd bring me this day.
Feathery like chutes, these pure spirits soar high carrying fruits. Stay still old dandelion, let me blow you away; for I'd like to say a wish what you'd bring me this day. | Source
After listening to your wishes, my eyes instantly grew, sharing secrets. But worry not little face, for I hear your voice, I give no regrets.
After listening to your wishes, my eyes instantly grew, sharing secrets. But worry not little face, for I hear your voice, I give no regrets. | Source
We bid goodbye to our little friends- the butterflies, the bees, the beetles, the hoppers, and the slime. We've also been called as the "stubborn weeds",  though you like us for crafts, a taste for your salad and turn into a dandelion wine.
We bid goodbye to our little friends- the butterflies, the bees, the beetles, the hoppers, and the slime. We've also been called as the "stubborn weeds", though you like us for crafts, a taste for your salad and turn into a dandelion wine. | Source

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      Dianna Mendez 5 years ago

      Oh my, you have certainly captured the beauty of this simple flower! I love them all. Thanks for sharing this topic and lovely story.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 5 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Voted up and awesome. Love the pics. A true tribute to the dandelion.

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      Faith Reaper 5 years ago from southern USA

      Simply beautiful, just beautiful in word and in your outstanding photography!!! God's creation is amazing. Voted Way Up. In His Love, Faith Reaper

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      Jo Alexis-Hagues 5 years ago from Bedfordshire, U.K

      Simply beautiful, words and images, I'll never look at the humble dandelion in quite the same way again. Actually, this little weed have been getting some good press lately. Brilliant work, voting up.

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      Fehl Dungo 4 years ago from close to you...

      This is so beautiful like dandelions..take my breath away.

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      Marites Mabugat-Simbajon 4 years ago from Toronto, Ontario

      Thank you blaise25 for stopping by and leaving me a fan mail! Will be visiting you soon. Cheers to hubbing and to friends we make in HubPages!

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      Peggy Woods 4 years ago from Houston, Texas

      Dandelions truly are beautiful. You have captured their essence with your wonderful photography as well as your words. Up, beautiful and awesome votes plus SHARING.

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      RTalloni 4 years ago from the short journey

      Such lines for the humble dandelion! You have turned it into royalty with your poem and captions.

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      anglnwu 4 years ago

      This is so beautifully done. I love the pictures and the accompany poetic verse--so well-spoken. A great tribute the humble dandelion--always so magical, the magic caught in its wings as it dances in the wind. Love this hub and truly deserving of high praise.

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      lzlpio90 4 years ago

      great pictures! I never knew that those flowers are actually the what-so-called dandelion... I just heard that name. They are very beautiful and so your photos!

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      Marites Mabugat-Simbajon 4 years ago from Toronto, Ontario

      Thank you Peggy! Dandelions are indeed beautiful especially when they start blooming and spreads out so fast filling up a green space, so as when they turn into dandelion clocks...and the fun begins! Thanks for the votes and sharing! Have a nice day!

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      Marites Mabugat-Simbajon 4 years ago from Toronto, Ontario

      Hi RTalloni! I thought, poor flower. A dandelion is one of the contributing flowers, but hated by many. I find them pretty when dandelions turn into a yellow mantle at the height of spring. My poem and pictures serve as tribute to the dandelions. Thank you RTalloni for your kind words! Cheers!

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      Marites Mabugat-Simbajon 4 years ago from Toronto, Ontario

      Hello anglnwu! Glad you felt that magic from the dandelions too! Thank you for your beautiful praises! Have a nice sunny day!

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      Marites Mabugat-Simbajon 4 years ago from Toronto, Ontario

      Hahaha,lzlpio90! You're not alone. I also only knew about the "name" dandelion from hearing about them. Never had seen one before til I came to Canada during the summer of '93. Pretty much after taking a lot of pictures of the dandelions, I believe that I won't be confusing them again with the other yellow flower that starts with a 'd'- the daffodils, lol!

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      IAmForbidden 4 years ago from Neverland - where children never grow up.

      Wow! What an amazing hub about Dandelions and a very wonderful poem. I really enjoyed reading and looking at those marvelous photos.

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      Marites Mabugat-Simbajon 4 years ago from Toronto, Ontario

      Thanks so much unknown spy for dropping by and finding the poem and photos wonderful and marvelous! What fine news met me this morning! Have a good day!

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      dreamseeker2 4 years ago

      Love the photos and your hub. One tip I learned the hard way...never blow on a dandelion in seed while wearing lip gloss. Especially keep track of which way the wind might be blowing. ; )

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      Marites Mabugat-Simbajon 4 years ago from Toronto, Ontario

      Hi dreamseeker2! Thanks for the tips on blowing a dandelion. That will be a lot of *phew* with a cottony seed stuck on our lip gloss, lol! I think I remember that I had many seeds blown all over my face once because I was facing the wind, haha! Thank you so much for your kind comments. Cheers to you!

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