Poetry of Your Making

Some grow in unison, yet others do not. When flowers appear and disappear they open to its glory after Spring showers and summer cusp. When you open the way to Spring, so do flowers in its life.

You are red and light, yet also know what you are; A sun is what you are. Then rise as the sun does, oh  flower of the east, oh flower of the flower garden that blooms when you rise, as will the sun one day, as will the sun one day.

You are hidden, yet there, oh yellow daisy in the bank. You are there oh daisies in the corner. Then glow like a baby in a crib, glow as the life of you does in the banks, in the banks, in the Garden of Eden, in the Garden of Life, in the Garden of Love.

A field? A garden? Or both. Never fade, oh field of flowers, never fade, oh love of the sun and of the rain and of the opening of your imminent glory as I wait for your glorious reign before Summer calls.

When you write poetry for the sake of ars poetica, be sure to know what it means to see and understand the life around the poem and not the picture as it can distract you as a poet so caution for those who read and understand.