Pictures of various flowers I see during the month of May 2013 with poems to accompany them.
Sturdy, staunch, old fashioned flower
The staple of gardens in spring.
Your beautiful blooms last into fall
Three seasons of color you bring.
A true bloomer are you.
A plant so easy to grow.
Many a Gardener calls you friend.
Geranium, you, I am proud to know.
Leona J. Atkinson
05-21-13
Dahlia you look so delicate,
Dressed in very light pink.
Petals perfectly poised.
So well , they interlink!
Pretty as a pinwheel.
Your beauty brightens my day.
Glad to make your acquaintance,
This beautiful morning in May!
Leona J. Atkinson 05-20-13
Lilac! The sight of you is like the visit of an old friend.
Your fragrance brings back fond memories of childhood
days in May when you bloomed in my front yard.
We children would run and play while enjoying the scent
you surrounded us with.
Mother would let us pick bouquets of you to grace our table and
to share with neighbors who were not as fortunate to own a bush such as you.
Lilac, I loved you as a child,
and I still enjoy your purple splendor in my yard
and upon my table in May.
Leona J. Atkinson
05-19-13
The old fence is hidden by
Your purple pendent clusters.
The sight of you brings joy to my morning
as your fragrance permeates the air.
My senses react pleasantly, and
my mind marks a memory of this moment.
Wisteria, starting the day with you
has enriched my life and uplifted my spirits.
Leona J. Atkinson
05-18-13
A wonder in white
This glorious star filled plant
Is named for His Star
Leona J.Atkinson 05-17-13
Haiku
What a spectacular show
You put on for the travelers
Passing by your domain.
It is certainly one I want to see again.
Though I captured your full glory
Through my lens,
I should like to return again
To your domain,
And spend some time just enjoying you,
and the magnificent view
offered as you majestically climb
In full regalia of colors so fine.
Oh Clematis you’re such a beautiful flowering vine!
Leona J. Atkinson 05-16-13
Cheerfulness,
Scattered along the path.
Simplicity,
Growing near the roadway.
Joyfulness,
In this common little flower,
Innocently,
Brings delight to my day.
Leona J. Atkinson
05-15-13
Iris, a lady of renown!
Three petals up, three down.
In a tri-color lavender gown,
You stand about town.
The triad flower I thee crown.
Leona J. Atkinson
05-14-13
Blaze, you seemed to be the perfect rose for late springtime.
They told me you would bloom repeatedly from early summer to fall.
How excited I was to bring you home and introduce you to my garden!
Your profile showed no negatives.
You were:
Shade tolerant,
Resistant to rust,
Had moderate thorns,
And could be trained to climb.
What a keeper!
You certainly seemed to be the prize rose bush!
I planted you and waited eagerly for those profuse semi-double red blooms–but they never came…
Day after day you sat there drinking my water and eating my food
without so much as a bud appearing.
I reread your profile to see if I had missed something,
but all I saw were more amazing attributes :
Grows quickly,
Blooms profusely,
Brings forth thousands of flowers,
Brilliant scarlet red clusters,
So easy to grow it is recommended as a gardeners first rose .
Such amazing attributes do not fit you, the Blaze in my backyard .
You certainly are not a vigorous grower. What is wrong?
Each day you seem to get weaker.
I don’t want to give up on you,
but you seem to have given up on yourself.
The more I try to make you grow, the less you do.
“Talk to him more” mom said.
” Tell him you really care about him.
Encourage him to grow because you know he can.
Start listing all the attributes he has.
Tell him you believe he will become a beautiful blooming bush someday.
Try it and see what happens” she said.
I did. I tried. I talked. I cared.
You grew. You flourished. You became what you were created to be,
a Blaze of scarlet in my backyard and the first rose to bloom this spring !
(Written about Laura Jae’s little late bloomer, Blaze, rose bush.
He is a living testimony that we should never give up on anyone.
For as long as there is life there is hope and with love, care and encouragement,
people, as well as rose bushes, will usually grow and bloom profusely to reach their God ordained destiny. )
Leona J. Atkinson
05-13-13
Little yellow blossoms,
Often picked without much stem,
By little hands seeking flowers for Mother.
Children love you.
To them you are beautiful, and you’re free!
They can gather you and make crowns,
And chains, and rub you under their chins to see if they like butter.
How fun! I smile at the thought.
Gardeners and grown ups don’t like you much,
but on this Mother’s Day,
I wonder how many of you
Became yellow bouquets of love,
Gracing Mom’s dining room table,
Along with a homemade card.
Dandelions, I think God created you just for children.
Leona J. Atkinson 05-12-13
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 