Posted in the “Simply” series
“A flower doesn’t love you or hate you,
it just exists”
Mike White
Simply… Flower Power
Tag Archives: nature
Simply… Flower Power (two)
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“Every flower is a soul
blossoming in nature”
Gerard De Nerval
Simply… Flower Power
Simply… Flower Power (five)
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“The flower that smells the sweetest
is shy and lowly”
William Wordsworth
Simply… Flower Power
Simply… Flower Power (four)
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“A flower cannot blossom without sunshine,
and man cannot live without love”
Max Muller
Simply… Flower Power
Simply… Flower Power (six)
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“A weed is but an unloved flower”
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Simply… Flower Power
Solitude (five)
Posted in the Daily Post: Solitude
“Solitude is fine
but you need someone to tell
that solitude is fine.”
― Honoré de Balzac
Solitude
At the turn of the hour
The lone yellow flower
Has mustered all its power
Fully loaded with a new attitude
To leave the state of solitude
Solitude (one)
Posted in the Daily Post: Solitude
“Solitude is fine
but you need someone to tell
that solitude is fine.”
― Honoré de Balzac
Solitude
On the barren land
Which the owners damned
A solitary flower stands
In a soil filled with sand
It may not be grand
But still in demand
Solitude (two)
Posted in the Daily Post: Solitude
“Solitude is fine
but you need someone to tell
that solitude is fine.”
― Honoré de Balzac
Solitude
From the cold hard rock
Little yellow things found their dock
Now in the summer’s breeze
The tiny flowers cheerfully flock
Solitude (six)
Posted in the Daily Post: Solitude
“Solitude is fine
but you need someone to tell
that solitude is fine.”
― Honoré de Balzac
Solitude
Into the open air it fled
Its wings wide spread
A solitary bird
Without its herd
Into the horizon to be blurred
Solitude (eight)
Posted in the Daily Post: Solitude
“Solitude is fine
but you need someone to tell
that solitude is fine.”
― Honoré de Balzac
Solitude
On the rocks was seen
The solitary house
Fit for a queen
And even a mouse
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