A BUD

 

 

 

A bud so sweet,

Enticing treat.

It throws off heat,

Dance to its beat.

 

Its scent draws me near,

Still not feeling fear.

It soon becomes clear,

I shouldn’t be here.

 

The buzzing becomes loud,

Near my face big and round.

I quickly hit the ground,

Hoping I won’t be found.

 

The birds are chirping,

And I’m not hurting.

The sun is shining,

My bud is smiling.

PURPLE HAZE

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As I walk slowly in a daze,

Surround me in a purple haze.

I could fall asleep in this tent.

The smell alone is heaven sent.

The scent of lilac is filling my head.

I need to find an appropriate bed.

I will just sit on this bench in the sun

And enjoy the lights of the setting sun.

THE BUZZ

thedeadgameblog: “ A BUD A bud so sweet, It can’t be beat. Throwing off heat, Enticing treat. Its scent draws me near, Still not feeling fear. It soon becomes clear, I shouldn’t be here. The buzzing becomes loud, Near my face big and round. I quickly...

 

 

A bud so sweet,

It throws off heat.

Its scent draws me near,

Still not feeling fear.

It soon becomes clear,

I shouldn’t be here.

The buzzing becomes loud.

The fuzzy face too round.

I quickly hit the ground,

Hoping I won’t be found.

The birds are chirping,

And I’m not hurting.

The sun is shining,

My bud is smiling.

 

SIMPLE

pagewoman:
“ Brockhampton Estate, Herefordshire, England
”
There’s beauty in the simple,
in the flow of a sweeping vine,
in the perfection of a rose.
Enough to brighten a day,
to fill you with its scent,
to entice you with its passion.
To leave you...

 

pagewoman:

Brockhampton Estate, Herefordshire, England

via n.g.s

 

There’s beauty in the simple,

in the flow of a sweeping vine,

in the perfection of a rose.

Enough to brighten a day,

to fill you with its scent,

to entice you with its passion.

To leave you with serenity.

 

ROSE BUD

A BudA

 

A bud so sweet,

It can’t be beat.

Throwing off heat,

Enticing treat.

 

Its scent draws me near,

Still not feeling fear.

It soon becomes clear,

I shouldn’t be here.

 

The buzzing becomes loud,

Near my face big and round.

I quickly hit the ground,

Hoping I won’t be found.

 

The birds are chirping,

And I’m not hurting.

The sun is shining,

My bud is smiling.