A Flower By All Means Poem by Thomas Duncky
A Flower By All Means
In the morning breezes
When the air almost freezes
Flowers blossom easily
Dew covered and wet
They come out of bed
Then the sun rises warming off the dew dry
Its time for the butterflies to fly
On goes the day but Alas!
The sun rises still
Growing ever hot like it will burst
Until overhead it settles ill
When Heaven lets the fireball obnoxiously low
Even the most beautiful flowers shrink
Thus a flower by all means falls
In the face of scorching heat!
It's a lovely poem. I like the articulation and insight of the piece. It's a poem all and sundry can relate to, as it captured the scenario very well. Thanks for sharing and do keep it up. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
You are a wonderful writer. Such great use of words, you are like a painter. your keyboard your canvas. excellent.
agree with Pat, lovely poem, lovely imagery and off course lovely words
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 3:55:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
So lovely poem about flowers wilting under the scorching heat. Very observant of nature and its effects on plants. The sun has no mercy on those beautiful petals. Enjoyed.