Singularly defined…
At times I am a flower…
Serendipitously designed.
At times I am a flower…
Existing with my stem…
At times I am a flower…
Blowing in the wind.
At times I am a flower…
Frightened by waters deep…
At times I am a flower…
Who grows worried in her sleep.
At times I am a flower…
Who assuredly cannot swim…
At times I am a flower…
Who fears her own end.
At times I am a flower…
Who sees miracles on high…
At times I am a flower…
Whose friends lift to me to the sky.
At times I am a flower..
Lifted up in gentle prayer…
At times I am a flower…
And I thank Heaven you are there.
Love,
The Muse
2010




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Very heart moving. This is like a song. A soft gentle song.
Rhythmic
Me alegro de verte en Facebook. ? Fanpage sí me uniré a ti. Los pensamientos de mi esposa ser una cruz de flores en mi mente. Como las flores de la montaña que es suave y resistente.
I was happy to have you meet with us. Our writer’s roundtable welcomes you. And I must say that poetry, in its many forms has long been a delight for me. I feel that your blog will be a place I frequent, for this piece of work has so much more than what is on the surface, am I right?
Beautiful…this one will stay with me. Very touching.
I think that it is nice to be a flower, sometimes….don’t you think??
I am the blue rose.
Very Nice !!!!
More lovely poetry from our Muse! If I were a flower, it wouldn’t be a fancy pants flower…maybe a buttercup! Happy week…hugs…Debbie
Beautiful!!!
So you know Spanish? (I read a comment here that is in Spanish!) See?? Now I can leave comments here! I had to! I couldn’t not comment on your blog! It is SO BEAUTIFUL!
Paloma. (The Coffee Shop)
So very nice. I think I am a daisy.
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Amy Sherman-Lilley commented on your post:
“This poem is so beautiful….
‘At times I am a flower…
And I thank Heaven you are there.’….XXXXXXX”
Very beautiful Muse.
Most of the time I am like a weed. Taking root and holding on for the ride for all it is worth. Praying nobody has any round up on them each day. lol
Seriously though. You always leave me speechless. No easy feat.
LOL…I have to laugh at how many say you are weeds! To me I find you all the most beautiful blooms!
In Winter I’m a snowdrop
in Spring a daffodil
I am a Summer rose
and when Fall sets in
who know what arises
above the warm soil:)