Talk of the Flowers

April 24, 2009
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The trees (being the leaders) sway,
moving around and around.
They shake, trying to force
the leaves to the ground.

Holding on, the leaves refuse to lose.
Deciding instead that they will use,
The wind to float float float
down down down.

The grass welcomes them
(with open arms) Gently piling
one one one on the other,
like a fragile house of cards.

A butterfly who observed the scene,
Goes to inspect,
Thinking it’s but a curious dream.

Almost there, he stops.
So near.
To rest atop a little flower

The flower enjoys the attention,
but feels so sad and dull.
Compared to the wings of the butterfly,
so big and colorful.

The sun sees this, and decides
to help.
It wakes up the clouds and they begin to spill.

After the clouds have done their job,
The flower thanks them for the water,
filled with love.

And it glows with pride,
as the droplets shine,
and it shows them off like diamonds

So the wind slowly dies
And the trees stop their shaking.
And the leaves nestle down,
Glad that dusk is finally breaking.

And the sun looks up,
To give one more smile.
As it goes to bed,
to sleep for a while.

Then the grass begins to feel the dew.
And the butterfly flies
up up up past the moon.

So the flower closes up its petals
And sits still,
so still.
As if made of metal.

Talk of the flowers, Language of the Leaves,
Glance of the sunshine, Power of the trees,
Stubbornness of the wind, Joy of the grass,
Love throughout nature. Serenity at last.

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carolines This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 12, 2009 at 4:36 am
this is a really great poem!!!
it has so much happening :)
my suggestion is that instead of rhyming (which you are very good at) you should use all the words you know (that don't have to rhyme) and really make this poem paint a picture, paint a scene, paint a moment... a moment that will last forever. i think that your rhyming is great but that it limits you in what you really want to say. i think that if you try to just let yourself go, your poetry will be so powerful that it ca... (more »)
ShatteredGlass said...
Jul. 25, 2009 at 5:39 am
This is awesome! I love the stanza about the butterfly observing and going to inspect.
xXFadedFlowerXx said...
Jul. 20, 2009 at 7:55 pm
Wow, this is a great poem. You are talented, nice work :)
Like*Whoa!!! This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 18, 2009 at 11:16 pm
yaaa...martin scares me too sometimes:) but, he is a good friend, we have had like thousands of spastic laugh attacks together:) <3
Lonleydandy said...
Jul. 16, 2009 at 11:23 pm
WOAH!!!!!!!! SOOO offense....but Martin scares me a little bit...anyway..Thanks for commenting...LOVE the poem!
HayWire This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 15, 2009 at 4:39 pm
wow. that is so ..beautiful. i never ever would have thought of somehting like that. its just amazing. thats cool that thats how your mind works. wow.
despurlock This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 13, 2009 at 1:46 pm
I love your poem! It's imaginative and it sucks you in so that you wish you were one of the flowwers :) Great job, I'll be checking out more of your work! And thanks so much for the comment! Come by and check out some of my other poems! Thanks so much! Keep writing!
whoareyou-stop said...
Jun. 30, 2009 at 3:55 am
OMG ALEX I LOVE YOU AND MISS YOU SO FREAKING MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
you are the awesomest most exciting freaking person i know, you need to seriously contact me!

Martin S. said...
May 4, 2009 at 10:02 pm
I love this poem Alex! Its seriously really really good. Like*Whoaa its good. It has a great rememberable rhythm!
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