Bird’s Eye View of Dutch Tulip Fields…peterjsullivan.wordpress.com
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Tulips
The first flower
I recognized by name
as a child; the first flower
I look for in the spring.
My oldest forty plus
years…yellow/ red
still blooms.
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The rainbow
of colors, endless colors
… I long to see huge fields of tulips
of every color and color combination.
Plain and fringed, soft pastels
or bright as a box of crayons.
Earthly fireworks.
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Photos can’t possibly
do the huge fields justice.
I must see for myself.
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Tulips
as far as the eye can see…
if they were resilient as the sea,
I’d love to lay in the middle of a field
looking up to the sky through their
petals translucent and velvety
at the same time.
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A patchwork quilt
from Mother Nature.
Heaven scented.
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I’ve not had the blessing
to know til today that some
have a scent…my new quest
to grow the scented blossoms
to remember with hope
when snow is deep
and the air is frigid.
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Fields of tulips
as far as the eye can see.
In my dreams I can “swim”,
roll around, in the glorious
blossoms… for in my dreams
they’ll pop back up
unharmed.
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Tulips
The first flower
I look for every spring.
The flowers I dream of in
deep of winter’s snow.
Glorious spring tulips.
Springs sign of
JOY !!
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