The Darling Buds- Tulip (Variegated)

Beauty is in:

The smell of rich loam and last fall’s leaves,

Uncovered and building the next leaves,

The next dying flowers.

Beauty is in:

The ragged leaves breaking the frost and debris,

Preparing for the dizzy blossoms to come.

Beauty is in:

The eye of

The storm,

The lost needle, trapped under the wood pile,

The beholder,

Staring down at the glad blossoms,

Joyfully raising their faces to the world.

IMG_0733Variegated Tulip – Beautiful Eyes

Every May, I do a series of poems based on Victorian flower meanings. Welcome to the Darling Buds.

For more visions of beauty, my fantasy novel, The Guests of Honor, is available here. Its sequel, With Honor Intact, can be found here.

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