Saturday, May 17, 2014


I'm a red geranium  lover.
Something about them makes my
heart sing
ever since I was a teeny-bopper.
; )


Life did not bring me silken gowns,
Nor jewels for my hair,
Nor signs of gabled foreign towns
In distant countries fair,
Clear DotBut I can glimpse, beyond my pane, a green and friendly hill,
Clear DotAnd red geraniums aflame upon my window sill.

The brambled cares of everyday,
The tiny humdrum things,
May bind my feet when they would stray,
But still my heart has wings
Clear DotWhile red geraniums are bloomed against my window glass,
Clear DotAnd low above my green-sweet hill the gypsy wind-clouds pass.

And if my dreamings ne'er come true,
The brightest and the best,
But leave me lone my journey through,
I'll set my heart at rest,
Clear DotAnd thank God for home-sweet things, a green and friendly hill,
Clear DotAnd red geraniums aflame upon my window sill.

Clear Dotby Martha Haskell Clark


The one below especially makes my heart sing....

I chose this poem in my junior English class
to analyze and present for my final project.
My sister Kathleen
(a university  English professor at the time)
taught me to see the symbolism in her
My first moment of love
for the red geranium.

From The Harp-Weaver
by Edna St. Vincent Milllay


So she came back into his house again
And watched beside his bed until he died,
Loving him not at all. The winter rain
Splashed in the painted butter-tub outside,
Where once her red geraniums had stood,
Where still their rotted stalks were to be seen;
The thin log snapped; and she went out for wood,
Bareheaded, running the few steps between
The house and shed; there, from the sodden eaves
Blown back and forth on ragged ends of twine,
Saw the dejected creeping-jinny vine,
(And one, big-aproned, blithe, with stiff blue sleeves
Rolled to the shoulder that warm day in spring,
Who planted seeds, musing ahead to their far blossoming).

I hope your weekend is filled with sunshine on you shoulders,
dirt under your fingernails
and lots of flowers.

Love to you all,
my little cutie-kins.


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