Daisy

Satin
soft sweet whispers,
echo in the morning
mist, disheveled hair dances in
the air.
#Cinquain_poem

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Wildflower

No season no place,
For her to blossom and dance,
Wildflower’s romance.

 

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When Orchids Dance

Dancing wild orchid,
scatter its lavender dreams,
on the singing breeze.

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