Thursday, May 21, 2009

Wild Flowers

A poem by Clint Gardner, 2005

Wild flowers of every sort,
Most everywhere you step.
Treasure’s in the Browns Park sun,
Their beauty here is kept.

Landscape drawn in perfect hue
Upon this Douglas stage.
Surrounded by the Aspen trees
And the miles of mountain sage

Yellow, gold, and shades of purple
The bloom of the Biscuit Root
A butterfly goes dancing by…
All seen at a traveler’s foot

Springtime erupts; there’s a lady bug,
Every bloom is a bright surprise.
With flowers bursting everywhere
In every shape and size

Indian Paintbrush tucked beneath
The mountain Sarvis brush.
It silently unfolds its beauty…
With a bold, yet quiet hush!

The beauty of this mountain scene,
Below Zenobia’s Peak.
Will draw you back – and back again…
To partake of another peek.



Wildflowers:





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