A sunflower must follow The rules of gravity. When its florets ripen With hundreds of edible seeds It must bend its body Into the earth's bosom And allow the birds To eat its seeds That are rich in oil
A woman must follow The rules of romance. When her lips ripen With hundreds of edible kisses She must surrender herself Into her man's arms And allow him To eat her kisses That are rich in passion
A sunflower on a sunny day Will turn its face Towards the sun And with joyful eyes Watch it move across the sky
A woman on her wedding day Will turn her veiled face Towards her husband-to-be And with eyes soaked in matrimonial joy Watch him move across her soul
The nickname for Kansas Is the Sunflower State For it is where Every sunflower dreams of living
The nickname for a man's heart Should be Kansas For it is where Every sunflower woman dreams of living
I Haven't been here to review your works like we formerly did..funny how time ages everything but our words? Oh and our art :)
I love your comparitive expression between sunFLOWERS and to be honest- all women- blossom - under the nurturing hand of her loving gardener. My first love was such a situation for me. we were both the same age in our 20s and I could just see how much of- the layers of myself- were peeled away, leading to my inner core.
Thank you for such a beautiful poem that is much food and seeds for thought.
I too write about sunflowers affair with the sun in my various poems like in 'In my father's house'but this is unique.
As I stand in the corner with my seeds fallen and seeing the young ones growing into young fresh flowers,once more I enjoy watching the passion in their face and the drama in their lives and also think of mine!! JK roseline
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I love your comparitive expression between sunFLOWERS and to be honest- all women- blossom - under the nurturing hand of her loving gardener. My first love was such a situation for me. we were both the same age in our 20s and I could just see how much of- the layers of myself- were peeled away, leading to my inner core.
Thank you for such a beautiful poem that is much food and seeds for thought.
As I stand in the corner with my seeds fallen and seeing the young ones growing into young fresh flowers,once more I enjoy watching the passion in their face and the drama in their lives and also think of mine!! JK roseline
Anna
Regis
Paul;-)
Peace,
Carolyn
You are my sunshine ... for today anyways!!
Thanks for sharing your beautiful Romantic Hart!!
Love Tinka
ET
Think I'll put my sunflower hat on and dream of living in Kansas, not the state.
Take care
Ron