Tag Archives: Flowers

SPRING SURGE

Posted on March 24, 2025 by elainedanforth

The surge of new growthClean cognition and motionAs spring blooms come out.

Posted in Haiku, Poetry, Quick reads | Tagged Blooms, Flowers, Growth | Leave a comment

THE LITTLE, FIVE-PETALED BLOSSOMS OF PLUM

Posted on March 11, 2025 by elainedanforth

The little,five-petaledblossoms of plum. . . Day by day,or perhapsunobserved by meby segue quicker,from sometimespreviously unseen, tight, dark red buds,one by one,slow but sure,out they come. I guess I must havemissed a lot,not looking every hour, minuteor tiny time jot, … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry, Seasons, Spring | Tagged Diversion, Flowers, Life, Plum Blossoms, Trees | Leave a comment

THE THOUGHT DRIFTS, THE HEART BEATS

Posted on November 12, 2021 by elainedanforth

The thoughtdrifts awayfrom what is not. . . the heart beatsthe blood flows. . . the nerves sparkthe spirit leaps, and all find playand flowers in the park. And even the weariest,most hurt,darkest, deepest soul can grow at least a … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged Flowers, Heart, Nerves, One, Play, Poetry, Soul, Thought | Leave a comment

THE POWER PUSH OF SPRINGTIME

Posted on April 4, 2019 by elainedanforth

The springtime rises, ever green gentle, blooming, beautiful, , , incomparably powerful. . . a world that lay in dormant rest shoots up again to muddy-lush, to make it seem as if all life would ever move this strong and … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry, Seasons, Spring, Winter | Tagged Beauty, Cold, Flowers, Grorwth, Invisible, Movement, Mud, Power, Rain, Wind | Leave a comment

PAIN: THE BUMMER AND THE UP-AND-COMER

Posted on June 19, 2017 by elainedanforth

Pain. It’s hard to name it anything except a bummer. But, you wish you will be worth your self and name. . . Therefore, you let the fact of how it hurts become your friend to teach you better means … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetic Musing (Longer Poems), Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged Bummer, Cycles, Design, Fire, Flowers, Friend, Fruit, Life, Love, Pain, Seasons, Summer, Teacher, Transformation, Unwinding, Winter, Year | 1 Comment

PUTTING YOUR FINGER ON LIFE

Posted on May 23, 2017 by elainedanforth

Life you cannot put your finger on it. . . But even if you really could, you couldn’t really hold it there, out of time, on a wing, up high mid-air. . . And yet, somehow, you know it’s there. … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetic Musing (Longer Poems), Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged Cry, Day, Doubt, Feeling, Flowers, Laugh, Life, Music, Night, Pinpoint, Put your finger on it, Thought, Time | Leave a comment

THE MOVEMENT OF SPRING

Posted on April 12, 2017 by elainedanforth

The blooming the twittering the looming the jittering, the buzzing the zooming the rising, surprising, pop buds , and pop eyes-ing, the growth that we love and are loath to adjust to or bust to, the wind billow, bent willow, … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetic Musing (Longer Poems), Poetry, Seasons, Spring, Uncategorized, Winter | Tagged Adjust, Aurora borealis, Bloom, Flowers, Grass, Growth, Rising, Strength, Trees, Tropical | Leave a comment

THE SPIRIT OF SPRING

Posted on April 5, 2017 by elainedanforth

The spirit of spring has asserted itself. The splendid canopy of summer is now our striving up-and-comer, rising up to reach as high as this good year will ever swell. Sun climbs, blooms of alls sorts on grasses, bushes, trees … Continue reading →

Posted in Medium Length Poems, Poetry, Seasons, Spring, Summer | Tagged Air, Assert, Blood, Change of season, Enjoyment, Flowers, Heart, Looking, Lungs, Mountains, Seeing, Snow, Spirit, Storms, Sun, Trees, Undertow, Wonder, Year | Leave a comment

SPRING IN SOUND

Posted on March 24, 2017 by elainedanforth

Birds tweet shrill like the tiny filaments that string a twig-bowed drag across a too-small violin. The freeway rush, the popping violets– both signs of growth predicaments that fan and flag, just as the breeze-blown grass spurts in the spring.

Posted in Poetry, Quick reads, Seasons, Spring, Uncategorized | Tagged Birds, Fan and flag, Flowers, Freeway, Growth, Music, Predicaments, Sound, Violin | Leave a comment

GLEE AND LETTING GO

Posted on April 29, 2016 by elainedanforth

Glee and wanting still to go and slip and slide and play on winter’s snow, nearly blinding white in late spring sun’s high, pounding light, getting last licks in gliding, sailing over frozen stuff that stands piled high and bravely, … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetic Musing (Longer Poems), Poetry | Tagged Birds, Creatures, Flowers, Letting Go, Life, Play, Rain, Snow, Sun, Water | Leave a comment