Slow and Lazy Weaving
Immersed In Beauty
This poem has no date on it so I’ve forgotten when I wrote it. I will have to dig through my alphabetical paper copies to find that info should I wish to know.
I retired in 2015 from working many years in flower shops as a floral designer so this poem was probably imagining that ‘indoor garden’ from memories of working with flowers.
I must confess that time pressures for creating and the delivery of flowers, along with flower availability and sometimes unrealistic expectations of costs of product and artistry can impact that heavenly feeling. 😂
Immersed In Beauty
In the garden,
a mass of colours
surround us here
as fragrance wafts
throughout the air.
In the studio,
buckets of flowers
sit on tables and floor
while in the cooler
rest many more
awaiting the artistry
of our creations.
An indoor garden
all year round,
this is a Heaven
where blossoms abound.
(Shelley Audrey Wilson)
Remember To…
Remember To…
Uncage the brilliant mind.
Free the loving heart.
You are mystery and magic.
You are Life and Nature’s art.
You are transformation,
evolution and constant change.
You are infinite information,
wondrous, glorious, strange.
You are the light of heaven
from the moment of your birth
despite all that may deceive you
to hide or devalue your worth.
Explore your inner knowing.
Let your Spirit shine.
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May 15, 2024
Flowerpoet and Flowerwriter
Shelley A. Wilson
Victoria, British Columbia,
Canada
Flowers and Leaves
I thought I’d written ‘The End’ to all my years of writing A Heart Mined Book but then found myself ‘Continuing On’, only ‘Resting’ a moment it seems… May my words be Flowers and Leaves growing healthy though vulnerable, strong- creating beauty with intention in a mad world of war machines…
May 16, 2024
Flowerpoet and Flowerwriter
Shelley A. Wilson
Victoria
British Columbia, Canada
Short and Sweet
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