The lawn was mowed. But she,
the dandelion, takes center stage.
The bee’s first nectar of spring,
Bright yellow color and sturdy display;
Stubborn and brave.
Flowering delicate silver seeds
Embraced by the breeze, sends her offsprings
High into the air, without argument, to land in-between
Blades of grass, hiding in the green of night,
To grow in the bright of day.
Not so stubborn and still very brave.
I lean against her slender body,
After dismounting my cricket,
Allowing me her shade.
I tune his wings, as she bends ever so slightly
To listen to our serenade.
gailatthefarm
August 18, 2015 at 2:52 pm
I searched for one word for this and all I could find was Perfect!
Thanks for visiting.
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kaykuala h
August 6, 2015 at 8:58 am
How yellow dandelions can mesmerize the human heart as much as the busy bee. Captured it very well ZQ!
Hank
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Loredana Donovan
August 3, 2015 at 9:37 pm
You sure did capture the dandelion’s heart! What a sweet metaphor for falling in love 🙂
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glmeisner
August 3, 2015 at 1:35 pm
Ha romancing a dandelion. I like this ode to the flower most treated like a weed
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Torie
August 3, 2015 at 12:00 pm
You reeled me right in with your title alone 🙂 Loved this ZQ. It’s very sweet 🙂
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Jae Rose
August 3, 2015 at 9:25 am
Stubborn and brave are good qualities to hold if you want to thrive in this world
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Panchali
August 3, 2015 at 8:41 am
“lowering delicate silver seeds
Embraced by the breeze, sends her offsprings
High into the air, without argument, to land in-between” Brilliant! Just like how the dandelions disperse with a sudden yet firm kiss of the wind,Smiles..Loved it.
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dsnake1
August 2, 2015 at 10:39 pm
standing tall in the mowed lawn, that’s brave! 🙂
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C.C.
August 2, 2015 at 10:26 pm
She is magical and so is your poem 🙂
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Sumana Roy
August 2, 2015 at 10:13 pm
she is brave and magical…i sooo love the title…
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Grace
August 2, 2015 at 9:29 pm
Sweet write ~
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Myrna Rosa
August 2, 2015 at 7:54 pm
This is beautiful. Love how you make the dandelion a brave star. Wonderful writing here!
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gillena
August 2, 2015 at 7:47 pm
A lovely ode to this fascinating weed. Pretty. Chameleon, and medicinal
Thanks for dropping in at my Sunday Lime today
Much love…
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The Real Cie
August 2, 2015 at 7:03 pm
What a lovely story! I’ve always liked dandelions myself. Never understood the lengths folks go to in order to eradicate them. I find them beautiful.
Thanks for visiting me at Dark Hearts Love Too.
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Donna@Living From Happiness
August 2, 2015 at 5:30 pm
You had me at ‘melting a dandelions heart’….I knew this would be filled with imagery and whimsy…never disappointed as we ride the cricket amongst the bright and beautiful dandelions….such a maligned flower.
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Mary
August 2, 2015 at 2:39 pm
The dandelion does know how to steal the show!! We humans can learn lessons from the dandelion, i think.
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sanaa rizvi
August 2, 2015 at 2:01 pm
This is absolutely magical 🙂
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Sherry Blue Sky
August 2, 2015 at 1:13 pm
Your title actually melted MY heart and made me smile. I adore this poem, love how stubbornly brave she is, determined to evade the lawnmower and shine her brightness……..and how I love the closing line – not so stubborn, trustingly brave.- as one needs to be, in this old world. Gorgeous poem, my friend.
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Sherri B.
August 2, 2015 at 11:48 am
What a beautiful feeling this evokes…wonderful writing! Oof.
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