***The Floral Petal Dress***

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The cold morning wind clinically
Undresses the flower’s petal dress,
Still standing tall the birth of seeds begins
Their random atmospheric journey,
Pollination primed by the winged midwife,
Rising higher o’er hills and vale for a new life
Twisting and waving to friends flying by.
The sun shows his early warm face as
He’s calming the wind to a gentle lull,
A sign for all the seeds to spiral down
To their resting place where nature has sewn,
Some land right onto a sheep’s ear
A quick shake and their off no fear,
Then more fall on a cow’s tail
With a moo and a flick no problems avail,
They all land safely and will sleep until spring,
Then will wake and grow when the birdies doth sing.

LightH2O
Nature always inspires me and so those this beautiful write.

narain, jay p.
Nice imagery. Happy New Year!

Karin Anderson
Splendid writing Ken with nature taking the lead in the renewal of life. An enjoyable read and perfect for a New Year poem~

Sandra Martyres
A captivating write Kenreplete with fine imagery....happy New year to you

heather wilkins
nice imagery Ken. Happy New Year.

mamta agarwal
Ken , this is so enchanting, wonderful imagery and subtle humour. Captivating indeed. You have penned this such fondness for nature, and how things work. Happy New Year

RAJ NANDY
A lovely poem to read on the New Years eve ! -Raj

 

treelight
delightful read my friend!

Nikunj
This is so fascinating and stimulating . New life generated as an old one leaves the throes of life ...i enjoyed it .