Pansies stained of crimson
a sure sign of nature’s healing power
Sweet peas sing spring
a sun kissed lovely flower.
and smiles grow
when tulips stand tall
and the Ranunculus dazzles us
with it’s colors of pastel
clusters of forsythia brighten the afternoon
Peonies captivate the senses
along with the perfume of gardenias
What a celebration
to remind us
of the resurrection!
Today was another beautiful day. The temperature was perfect for gardening a little more and for just visiting with nature. I took a walk around the neighborhood and noticed the trees were starting to show off their foliage.
The trees with bright red crimson leaves seemed to smile back at me. The trees in my backyard are still very bare. I looked at the grey limbs and tried to visualize them full of leaves.
I read a few poems every day. This month is National Poetry Month so I even keep a poem in my pocket as suggested by the Poetry Foundation. Poem in Your Pocket Day is a part of the National Poetry Month celebration.
I looked for poems about trees or the beauty of trees. I want to share this excerpt from “When I Am Among Trees” by Mary Oliver in her Collection of Poems titled Thirst. I hope you enjoy it. Happy Gardening and Nature Watching. Also Happy National Poetry Month.
“When I am among the trees,
especially the willows and the honey locust,
equally the beech, the oaks and the pines,
they give off such hints of gladness,
I would almost say they save me, and daily.”
Bare trees hover
dreams of cherry blossoms
gold crocus appear
A New bud appeared
after the mighty snow fall