Posts tagged ‘Heather’

July 4, 2020


by Frank Hubeny
How purely does the heather bloom
With humble, purple praise.
Delight in sunshine on the hill.
Distant clouds do as they will.
Dreams refresh our days.


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February 4, 2015

A Midsummer Night Valentine

by Heather's Starting End

Poetry challenge: Valentines Day poem.


Why today and not tomorrow,
Or perhaps even yesterday
To show your thanks with gestures,
For the love you feel each day?

Surprise me on a midsummer night,
Or a Tuesday, late afternoon
Not with chocolates or with roses,
But with your heart when in full bloom

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