A Flower By All Means Poem by Thomas Duncky

A Flower By All Means

Rating: 5.0

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!

Patricia Grantham 26 August 2013

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.

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Chinedu Dike 23 December 2014

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.

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John Brown 31 March 2014

A good poem, well said. You have a talent.

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Shania K. Younce 29 January 2014

I do find beauty in nature. Bien.

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Princess Lilypad 31 August 2013

You are a wonderful writer. Such great use of words, you are like a painter. your keyboard your canvas. excellent.

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Adheez Van Der Beanthz 27 August 2013

agree with Pat, lovely poem, lovely imagery and off course lovely words

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