Thursday, September 4, 2014

The Glory Of Morning

                                                     They appear in the morning
                                                      In the early mist of dawn
                                                      In all their splendid glory
                                                      Sitting on their throne

                                                      Growing beside the blue bells
                                                      The asters are misty with dew
                                                      Even the black eyed Susan's
                                                      Bow down to them too

                                                      The daisies are so excited
                                                      Snow white with glee
                                                      Such beauty so dominate
                                                      Streaming so elegantly

                                                      Each little passion flower
                                                      Blows kisses in the wind
                                                      Along side the cone flower
                                                      A welcoming transcend

                                                      Even the blue eyed grass
                                                      Grows more proud and tall
                                                      Trying to over shadow
                                                      Each forget me not call

                                                      Those lovely fringed orchids
                                                      Sway their fancy dress
                                                      An orchestra of cattails
                                                      A glorious concert at best

                                                      The cosmos are so happy
                                                      In their own hemisphere
                                                      Among a haven of paradise
                                                      So loudly, they cheer

                                                      Each morning is perfection
                                                      In the bright sunlight
                                                      Even the evening primrose
                                                      Wakes up thinking of night

                                                      Those pretty, little wine cups
                                                      Raise their cup so high
                                                      A toast to such creation
                                                      In the midst of beauty nigh

                                                      Even the reigning queen
                                                      Of Solomon in all his glory
                                                      The lilies of the field
                                                      Stand and bow accordingly

                                                      Climbing, climbing more high
                                                      On a glorious summer stroll
                                                      Those beautiful morning glories
                                                      What a sight to behold

                                                       © Susie Swanson, 2014


  1. I love this one, Susie. One of my favorites of yours.

  2. Dearest Susie....How I love this poem. I can imagine seeing all that you have written. Each flower with it's own personality..Indeed, what a sight to behold. Love and Grace be with you xoxo

    1. Awww, thank you Susan. Love and hugs to you as well. xo

  3. Great tribute to a beautiful flower!

  4. You have enchanted me. I compose things to my flowers many times when I post them in Flickr. This was beautiful and very meaningful to me. xo

  5. Ahhh--wonderful poem... The Flowers of late summer are so special. I love the Morning Glories so much although we don't have them here. I also love Zinnias since my mother used to grow them. AND--the popular ones around here this time of year are the Black-Eyed Susans... Great poem--and thank God for the beauty and the color---and for YOU.


  6. Morning glories are truly one of the underappreciated flowers. They are so pretty and such a bright spot in the early mornings. You've done them justice!

  7. Susie, I love this photo and the poem. Last year I planted a blue morning glory...this year two new starts popped up but the big vine died out. So I will have to plant them again. Hope you are doing well, I have been thinking of you. Blessings, xoxo,Susie