What flower are you?

I float above the waters
beyond time & space
the nearness of love
in your words
touching me

a flower in my heart
you

thank you Gael
tara

It's good to be KING
;-)

I shine my being bright into this world
the order in cosmic chaos mapped across my heart

Sunset folds my petals inward
not for fear
but to draw into the peacefulness of silence

Then, following the light of Eternal Fire
I turn my gaze across the skies of another day


thankyou dear Gael…  next year I really really WILL plant some in time for them to bloom in the fierce andalucian sun!

I am a bouquet of flowers, in a garden
not one but many, opening, closing, some sweet, some bitter, bursting with color, just sitting in bloom, waiting, shinning light within the room. No one but manya garden bouquet!

I am a hibiscus….

Delicate but strong, thrives best in the sunshine but needs her regular watering!

Diverse, colourful, tropical, surprising in variety, beautiful to many, loved.

Doesn't need much attention to flourish, but when paired with others in the species is beautifully enhanced.

Hope you like it.

sherri

Moonflower,  and a whole medicine chest along the road

Here you are Gael.. you will LOVE these!
They bloomed this year with 9 flowers one night and around 13 a couple of nights later. They reduce me to awed wonder every time.
I nearly chose this one in answer to your question.. but I couldn't quite reconcile with just blooming once.. but maybe it's 'better to burn out' under some circumstances?!
I'll settle for this as an alter-ego :-)
Oh.. and my planting plans are for Sunflowers.. after planting just one you get enough seeds for a whole field.. how cool is that? 

ps. I learned something too - they are bona fide cacti, not pseudo as i'd thought - can't find how to change the album name though….

i am a tiny yet important flower, surrounded by many others similar to me, but each one unique.  together we are a beautiful and vast garden, a world co-created by our mere existence.

I am the weed. 

“What is a weed?  A plant whose virtues have not yet been discovered.” 
  –  Ralph Waldo Emerson

Lotus is the most preferred but there two varieties, only difference is the colour: white and pink. Normally this will remind the spiritualism. Jsamine is preferred for the fine scent, it blooms in the evening and you will be mesmerised by its scent in the air. There are lot of flowers but I hate to pluck them. You can enjoy them while they are on the respective plants.

one more cuz it's my very favorite smell…..ylang ylang

I'm a sort of giant multicoloured hogweed who rambles willy-nilly all over the place and exudes a jasmineque fragrance and sometimes the odd thorn when threatened.

Nice blog idea, Gael.

warmly, Jon x

I like jasmine and lily of the valley,roses and Calla lilys ,and never tire of the scent of lilacs and how beautiful hydrangea are I'm not sure I'm one flower but more like a garden bugs and all, that grows wild.

I am a violet thistle flower,

Where butterflies land when out of power.

I am strong and grow and spread my seeds,

And remind the world we all share needs.

But I fear not, when the rains do come,

We will work together and get things done. :)

http://bluewater.gaia.com/photos/view/239206

http://2senseworth.gaia.com/

i will be a marigold. I like that smell on your fingers when you pinch the dead head off.

Most similar to ohmsmom and tara…

I am the unknown flower, one whose unsmelled scent and unperceived beauty will blossom and magnify, completely transforming the world.

For I am love.

I could be any flower, scented or not, each one is a beauty.  But at this moment am feeling like a frangipani (or plumeira and a lot of other names), dancing with all my flower friends in celebration of each other's beingness and honoring Gael for her flower powerful blog.

And to dwell more on frangipani, it got its from an Italian perfume used to scent gloves in the 16th century and named after its creator, Marquis Frangipani.  When the frangipani flower was discovered, its natural perfume reminded people of the scented gloves and so the flower was called Frangipani. The genus name, Plumeria commemorates Charles Plumier, a 17th century French botanist.

Frangipani is known by different names in different places. In South Asia it is known as Champa or Temple Tree.  In the Philippines, it is called kalachuchi. In Hawaii it's plumeira and popular as leis. In Mexico, it's 'cacalloxochitl” which means “crow flower”.  Frangipanis are made into garlands and bouquets,  and hair ornaments, and their essences in perfumes, salves and ointments, etc.

Here are other names for Frangipani in other countries

“Daffodils” (1804)

I WANDER'D lonely as a cloud

Continuous as the stars that shine

The waves beside them danced; but they

For oft, when on my couch I lie

what a lovely post…i can't decide what flower i am…maybe a bit of all…but while i consider the matter…here is a poem for your thread…

the lotus blooms forever…

oh precious secret garden,
tis whispered the lotus blooms;
with such breathtaking beauty,
and smells of sweet perfume;
the very ground of life,
it's essence oh so true;
it's path is perfect freeing,
nectar of blessed fruit;
tis only the beginning,
of wisdoms golden soul…
the lotus blooms forever,
each blossoming pure gold…
tlcoriginals…

My sensitive feelers tickled by the wind

But most exquisitely excited

when your tiny feet

amble  silently

through my fine hairs

Yum!

I'm a Rose, of course, a FLOW-er … knowing that where blissful attention flows, abundant creation grows!!!  

My dear Zephyr, which flower are you?  

All my love,
Rosy -,-'-{@

hhhhmmmmm…gael……I will have to think about that….my late husband said to his co-workers, i can't wait to go home to my wife, my yaffi, my flower – and to have shabbat with her…..but he didn't say what kind of flower, :( and he left the world 5 days later…..

My girlfriend leah, says I am a rose, I will buy that – the thorns….lol…

But here is something from me that doesn't describe a specific flower either..maybe I am  a passionflower…I don't really know……..I have never given this question any thought at all..But now that you mention it, some things come to mind here…I play harp, people have told me that my gift of song is so hidden and that I can do what no therapist can do with my song and my harp…

I just looked up the definition of passionflower …as I am thinking of what i am replying…..I planted passionflowers in my yard, in front of the swimming pool against the wall…lol….here is the definition: and here is my poetry…interesting eh?? You just allowed me to learn something about myself….lol…the thorns, the rose, the passion, the passionflower…hmm, according to the definition, maybe I need to go to brazil!! yikes, I have always wanted to visit there!! Maybe I will bloom again there~maybe my soulmate is there and i am looking in israel!! lol …

I am very good about putting people to sleep, lol, and waking them up too!! A safe tranquilizer…


Passion Flower, whose genus name is passiflora, is a naturally grown medicinal herb, approved by the German Commission E in the treatment of insomnia and nervousness. It is also used as a sedative in nervous disorders (including gastrointestinal complaints of nervous origin), difficulties in sleeping, and anxiety or restlessness. Passion Flower reduces spasms and depresses the central nervous system.

Passion flower is also known as maypop. It is a woody vine with flowers which reminded early pilgrims of the passion or suffering of Christ. The plant produces small berry-like fruit called granadilla or water lemon. The aerial parts of the plant are gathered during fruiting season and then dried for future processing.

Habitat:
The plant is indigenous to an area from the southeast U.S. to Argentina and Brazil.

Passion flower has a tranquilizing effect, including mild sedative and anti-anxiety effects. In studies conducted since the 1930's, its mode of action has been found to be different than that of most sedative drugs (sleeping pills), thus making it a non-addictive herb to promote relaxation.

Insomnia:
The sedative effect of Passion flower has made it popular for treating a variety of ailments, including nervousness and insomnia. Research had indicated that passion flower has a complex activity on the central nervous system (CNS), which is responsible for its overall tranquilizing effects. Also, it apparently has an antispasmodic effect on smooth muscles within the body, including the digestive system, promoting digestion.

Safety:
There are no reported side effects for passion flower and the suggested dosages. However, it is not recommended for use in pregnant women or children under the age of two. If already taking a sedative or tranquilizer, consult a health care professional before using passion flower.

Passion
A vision for a future love and marriage relationship

Passion is a flower,
Awakening in the morning
A soul of love, a brand of fire.
My heart is stirred by passion's fire.

Souls desire to cleave as one
Thrilling, rhythmic, dance of love
Passions sway to light the way
Our dance of love to never stray.

Gifted teachings rule our hearts.
Their words have taught us how to live
Shaped our minds and filled our hearts,
Souls desire, just to give.

I want to recreate His love
I want to share and care with you
The deeper essence in this kiss,
A greater passion than we knew.

Your words so caring from the start
Have touched my soul, sparked my heart.
You, O, man of passions, fire
Set my nights and days afire.

I dare dream creating, from two, One;
To harmonize and synchronize
Indulgent solely to love's desires
Souls to nourish from higher powers.

I hope that we will choose to be
Together walking, you and me
To live, and laugh, to walk as One;
How fortunate we will become.

A ball of sparks, potent fire,
Beautiful, fragrant, blooming flowers.
Wooing us to higher powers
Beckoning now, like vibrant fire;
Complete, fulfill, our souls' desires.

Yaffa Leibowitz © 7/31/2005

this has been so fun, i am hysterical here, you made me delight with laugher ….I needed that!!!~ I am enjoying this blog…
thanks…

yaffa

star, very beautiful poetry…

Doug, very nice…

BB and phoenix!!  very cute indeed….i can identify with that..!!
the whole blog is fun…

I love that poem by William Wordsworth.

hmmmm…

at times feelings RiSe,
like a Passiflora vine
reaching for the Sun;

then, Still Waters &
Nelumbo nucifera(s)
seem a more True pick;

in the end, maybe
Lactuca serriola,
blowing in the Wind.


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\____/

For you, Zephyr, today I've changed my icon to a beautiful flower I met inLondon a few years ago.

I would chose a stick verbena. They are very much liked by the Gold Finch…which is much liked by fairies……

Today I showed a tree growing as a bush in my garden, to a native Floridian. He has never seen a nyctanthus arbortristis tree; and I found myself describing this divine flower that blooms here in October. Its fragrance, and the sight of hundreds of flowers on the green lawn, ready to be taken for a prayer ceremony –brings back treasured memories of my childhood.

It took me 6 years to find this tree in the U.S. and have it sent to me in Miami. Thank you for facilitating this sharing, Zephyr. This is more “me” than that London rose  I first chose.

Wow!

The fragrances of beauty, delicate spirits all blooming in glory. A celebration of oneness and profound expression…

Thank you Zephyr for inviting me into your garden…

I must be showy colourful, bright, joyful, and what's more open- heart.

I must be a Wild Azalea - they grow here where I live and bloom between Mother's Day in May and my birthday near Memorial Day.  Look here to see the delicate beauty, whose scent arrives even before you see them - http://www.desotostatepark.com/photogallery/wildflowers/wild%20azalea.jpg

And from a song of mine (tune roughly like Edleweiss from the Sound of Music)

“April showers bring May flowers, a heavenly scent fills the air, pale or bright, pink delight, Azaleas cover our bowers.  Each year, I hope you see, they still bloom for thee, when I'm gone, I hope you sing, this song of mine, each Spring and Summertime.” 

Deborah

PS to Aley, I just have to tell you that the name of my song is Daffodils and that is the subject of the first verse -

“Daffodils, daffodils, yellow flowers that bloom in the chill.  February's cold, March winds, April rains, Daffodils.  Gone again, back next year, full of cheer, Daffodils.”

Pansies

Pansies are short-lived perennials that are grown as annuals. They were developed in the late 19th century when the small-flowered heartsease (Viola tricolor) was crossed with other species. It's hard to imagine that these appealing little flowers with their happy 'faces' are the ancestors of modern plants. Today's pansies have larger flowers, and they come in an amazing range of vibrant colours and bicolours, with petals that are often striped or blotched. The first blotch kinds appeared in 1830, and have marks on the lower petals to guide pollinating insects.

What a thought-provoking question this is, and what marvelous responses, so far.  My favorite flowers are fragrant ones like the Easter Lily (I am INCAPABLE of passing by one without sticking my nose in, and if that leaves yellow pollen on my nose for the rest of the day, so be it!) and sweet, heady Lilacs… but which flower am I?

Hmmm…  I could be a honeysuckle, with juice that just gets sweeter and more plentiful as I get older… I could be like the huuuuge, hot pink hibiscus in my front yard (at least that's what I think they are - maybe I'll post a pic so you guys can tell me!) as the same big, beautiful flowers open wide and joyful to the world then close off unto themselves, over and over… I could be a cannabis bloom as I love to inspire people to relax, imagine, heal and EAT (lol!), I could be mistletoe because I love playing matchmaker… I'll have to give this more thought!

feeling lotus flowery today :)

I think I am an edelweiss :)

Orchid- Lush Sensuous Beauty.

There is a Greek legend about how the name “Orchid” came about. It seems that there was a youth named Orchis who was the son of a nymph and a satyr. He was attending a festival of Bacchus, the God of Wine, one evening and indulged too much in the plentiful beverage. He let his passions get the better of him and accosted Bacchantes the favorite priestess. In response to his actions, the rest of the guests, enraged by his disrespect, tore him apart. His father begged the gods to make him whole again, but the gods refused. However, taking pity on the father, they did allow Orchids to be made from the remains of his body, thus bringing beauty into the world.

Oh!!!  This is such a fragrantly, sweet blog, Gael.     So many beautiful flowers here.   I am in awe of each and everyone of you…you make a virtual garden shine…….

Now what flower am I????  (hmm…about birds, lol, I do know I am the last of the dodo …but flowers!! Yikes…let me think…)

 

I am on a quest, searching for a flower…

To best portray ‘me' each blooming hour

Blue bells and violets oh, so blue

Chase away my gloomy thoughts on cue…

O dazzling, incomparable sunflower

You hold my eternity each fragrant hour

…but I need to see my smile of purest gold

In the fresh radiance of a marigold

Lotus bloom, you promise to enchant

Even you, sweet, showy hibiscus plant

Oh sensual passion flower divine

Show me the honey and sweet, sweet wine

O magniloquent wisteria, you make me sigh

I too would like to reach for the sky

Lily of the valley, so pure and white

Will you portray all of me just as bright?

O Morning Glory, I'm running out of time

Am I all the flowers in sweetest rhymes?

Yikes! To pick a flower that describes me best

Is proving to be an impossible quest.

Yet, sigh, I must settle for only one, so here goes…

I pick a rose because I'm a rose and a rose is a rose is a rose…