L C Vieira
O’ much maligned Dandelion,
bright beauty butchered down!
You try so hard each year to grow,
to share your hope with zeal to show
the lords of lawn more than a weed
for only bitter wine and tea
or tossed in salads, hidden leaves,
those few and sorry, far between.
I heard you once were runner-up
to some dainty chosen sacred flora.
Hang on to that power!
Boldly spread your colors with each hour!
Come then spring and gardeners!
Dare pull with tools and toxins, hard
in maddening frenzy to discard
that brightest pride in stance apart
from nature’s wise and spreading art.
L C Vieira's Other Poems
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Comments about this poem (Dandelion by L C Vieira )
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Still I Rise
Edgar Allan Poe
I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
William Ernest Henley
- Soft Hail, Keith Waldrop
- Poet, Keith Waldrop
- Hidden, Keith Waldrop
- OUR CURRENT SITUATION, MOHAMMAD SKATI
- A Candid Portrait Of War, Dilantha Gunawardana
- An Apparatus, Keith Waldrop
- Advances, Keith Waldrop
- Majesty, Keith Waldrop
- In a Spring Still Not Written Of, Robert Wallace
- Giacometti's Dog, Robert Wallace