Feverfew, and a Poem Feverfew abstract. Feverfew Oh, I can’t stop looking at all the feverfew in my garden, I just keep running from one cluster to another those tiny perfect daisies in umbels as if floating without stems on waves of bright green leaves the dots of dew flashing, sparkling in the day’s new sun just arrived over the horizon its color still warm and yellow as if it’s a cookie just taken out of the oven and I have to look at all the feverfew from every angle until I’m done looking and I discover I’ve forgotten all the problems of yesterday and all the ills of the world that I feel the need to carry and I’m laughing and dripping with dew myself and visualizing stunning works of art and amazing poetry and prose most of which will ever be realized nor do they need to be the inspiration only needs to settle into my soul in this early morning in June and its glow will warm heart and keep me laughing with joy through the day and the next and the next. Poem “Feverfew” © 2008 B.E. Kazmarski I have a lot of feverfew all over my yard, so I have a lot of photos and a lot of inspiration. The top photo was taken with black and white film and scanned. The color photo below was taken with my digital camera. Feverfew in the Morning Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related Post navigation Wildflowers of a Summer EveningSummer Tea: 2011 Leave a ReplyCancel reply This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.