It’s hard to tell when spring comes and goes here in Texas, but one surefire way to tell? The wildflowers. That was the inspiration for Typewriter Rodeo’s Sean Petrie as he wrote this week’s poem.
Wildflowers
Join me, my love, plop down on this blanket
Let’s celebrate nature — no, — let’s thank it!
First and foremost, proud bonnets of blue!
So tempting to pick (but it’s jail if you do)
And there, brightly painted, red-pink and lush!
A field, a canvas, an Indian brush.
Oh look, this resembles my pasty white face!
So delicate and regal, it’s Queen Anne’s Lace.
Hey dollop of sun, who gave you that bruisin’?
You’re a shiner of love, my Black-Eyed Susan.
And mmmmm, deep purple, crowning the thistle!
Just don’t take a bite — it’s natures own gristle.
Yes join me, my love, let’s be free from strife
It’s wildflower season, a rainbow
Of life.
