Just Plain Foolish

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Monday, June 18, 2007

One Deep Breath: Wildflowers

red clover and grass

Red clover and grass
Growing in the summer sun
Simple, free, alive.

Trillium, blue phlox
Inviting me to come back
Into the forest.

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Blogger Don said...

Very lovely. I love phlox. They are simply beautiful. There are so many varieties and I don't many of them but I'm grateful for their beauty.

6/18/2007 12:49 PM  
Blogger Plain Foolish said...

I also love phlox. When I was a girl, we were surrounded by forest, except that to one side, there was a field with dairy cattle in it. Out back, we had a really lovely bit of forest, with Mayapple, trillium, and phlox growing all over the place. We had cherry, beech, ironwood, hickory, maple, and oak on our land, along with many others. (Sassafras, black walnut, apple...) I used to take breaks from my chores to head out to the forest, where sometimes I'd harvest a little wild food to excuse my absence...

6/18/2007 1:20 PM  
Blogger jem said...

A great thing about writing about flowers is we can use words that we otherwise wouldnt, and they can have a magical sound of their own. As you've shown here!

6/20/2007 3:42 AM  
Blogger Crafty Green Poet said...

I love clover and how it smells of honey! Your first haiku is very evocative!

6/20/2007 7:32 AM  
Blogger Plain Foolish said...

I used to love lying in the grass, playing with the clover - making clover dolls and chains and wreaths from it. Or sometimes just watching the bees in it. I miss living in the country, where I could do that.

6/20/2007 7:56 AM  
Blogger Shelley said...

"trillium" even sounds like an invitation, doesn't it?

Nice work, here.

6/20/2007 8:00 AM  
Blogger Marcia (MeeAugraphie) said...

I especially like your first Haiku. I used to sit in the grass and hunt for the clover and gather the flowers, just get lost in the moment.

6/20/2007 10:02 AM  
Blogger longspider said...

I love your second one; it evokes the mystique and magic of the forest. I too love clover :)

6/20/2007 6:56 PM  
Blogger Heartful said...

Ooh, I love clover, and the sound of the word phlox is deliciously mysterious, gorgeous haiku!

6/21/2007 5:25 AM  
Blogger Patois42 said...

Admitting to having led a sheltered life, I'd never known that it was called "phlox." Now that I know what it is called, your second haiku seems just perfect.

6/22/2007 2:55 PM  
Blogger Clare said...

I love the names of the plants and flowers in your haiku. And the sense of movement and life in both of them. Really, really nice.

6/22/2007 11:11 PM  
Blogger Plain Foolish said...

Thank you all. Trillium, phlox, and clover are some of my favorite blooms. I have a soft spot for flowers that bloom all of themselves without being hothoused or fed fertilizer or anything. Now that I live in the city, dandelions forcing their way throuh the concrete just make me smile. Actually, dandelions may just be one of nature's perfect plants - they require pretty much no cultivation, make tasty greens then pretty flowers, then etherial seed pods...

Another is possibly Queen Anne's lace - grows of itself, has a lovely flower and the roots make good jelly. (And the jelly is pink! Not a deep berry pink, but a slightly orangish baby pink. Few people can even guess what it is, until I say "wild carrot".)

Ah, who am I kidding? I love 'em all, except I hate weeding.

6/23/2007 6:22 AM  
Blogger Plain Foolish said...

Oh, and thank you all.

6/23/2007 6:23 AM  

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