Mary Angela Douglas


What The Meadow Dreamed - Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

to be flower filled
or whipperwilled
or bright with snows

then crowned with prairie rose
and then to laugh forget me not blue
with children running through

a fugitive princess to
unlock the clouds
and the Great Winds

so that blossom and thistle
may bow down
suddenly

to the Flower Maker.

mary angela douglas 27 may 2017

Topic(s) of this poem: dream, flowers, god


Comments about What The Meadow Dreamed by Mary Angela Douglas

  • Alix MangerianAlix Mangerian (6/6/2017 5:57:00 PM)

    Whimsical and beautiful. Thanks for sharing this image. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 6, 2017



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