The Wisdom of Flowers
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The Wisdom of Flowers
A collection of poems written by the Poetry Outdoors community.
Jun 12, 2026
Dear Friends,
Each month, I share a collection of poems written by the Poetry Outdoors community.
These poems are inspired by our monthly Meadow writing circle where we weave together zen teachings and nature poetry. Last month, we wrote on turning towards the face of beauty, as the first spring blooms began to appear.
Each poem was written in conversation with a flower, looking beyond common ways we describe its beauty in our writing, and instead, receiving its wisdom that carries us deeper into relationship with the interconnectedness of all things.
Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash
Wild Flower
by Katelynn Hegedus
I am drawn to the wild ones,
their delicate skirts wrapping me in fragrance,
inviting me to shed my
cloaks of protection,
lay them upon the Earth,
and bare my heart for what is to come.
I sit in communion with the flowers.
One being with another,
sharing the moment of now.
Witnessing one another's suffering and joy,
happiness and sorrow.
Marveling at her perfect blossoms,
I watch the energy pulse through her veins;
the voluptuous unfolding of a life cycle,
provoking reproduction with her unabashed sex.
In stillness she shares her truth;
hers not spoken word,
but vibrant bloom.
She exists not as a flower,
but as the womb of her mother.
The place where natures meet in perfect synchronicities
and seeds are born,
beginning the cycle anew.
I hear the stories of her people,
carring ancestral wisdom
passed on through wind and time
to this very place I sit
watching. Listening.
Flower is the culmination of dreams,
a symbol of transformation,
wholly in service to every generation
behind and beyond.
Flower is not only what she is,
but also what she does.
To deny her nature is to wither,
to abort.
Photo by Brandie J. Martin from Monet's garden in France, October 2022.
Petals are Waiting
Brandie J. Martin
Come.
Petals are waiting,
to enfold your heart
into my warm embrace.
Find your center,
be calm and still.
Let me brush worries away.
Leave the wheels of progress behind
and be in this moment.
Life is fleeting,
my offer lasting.
I wait to be noticed,
petals are ready,
to hold you safe
to overshadow hurriedness.
I will remain here,
gracefully lingering,
for you to slow,
for you to turn from the noise,
for you to be.
Come.
Photo by Marion Gibbon.
Cistus
Marion Gibbon
I see you,
I feel you,
Your energy entwined with mine,
I learn from you,
To be in the moment,
Your petals so fleeting,
Tissue thin,
Like confetti scattered,
In their transience,
I know you,
Thank you for your presence,
A reminder that
All is not what it seems,
But serendipity,
Is on the horizon,
Let it flow to you,
Don’t turn your back.
Photo by Daiga Ellaby on Unsplash
Peony
by Abbie Shanahan
It has been a slow seduction.
Sunday, I carried her home
on sturdy stalk,
head heavy with promise
Shut tight
with the sorbet colors
of what
might
be
On Tuesday,
sweetness scented the room
tight clasp
undone
Frayed edges slowly
opening
one upon the other
a whole ache of it
This is no perky bloom
She needs time
to come alive
Each layered petal,
a gradient of color
a full-bodied
reveal
of pink-tipped tongues
pollen-dusted hairs
By Thursday she is
an open curtain
impossible to ignore
Come Friday,
this dance has left her
drained of color,
scent turned stale
Sunday returns
with dramatic memory—
pigmented petals on the floor.
Photo by Marlene Haiberger on Unsplash
June Meadow: Alive in the Ordinary
Our next monthly zen poetry circle is coming up on Thursday, June 18th from 6-7:30pm PST.
In celebration of the solstice, I am offering 20% off yearly paid subscriptions for Poetry Outdoors until June 22nd.
As a paid subscriber, you receive free access to our Meadow circle, that includes:
Access to every monthly Meadow, including recordings if you aren’t able to attend the live session.
A monthly letter that includes reflections on the teachings we explore in each meadow, writing prompts, and a nature-based activity.
An opportunity to have the poetry you write during the Meadow published on Poetry Outdoors.
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| Abbie Shanahan Mama, teacher, poet, and creative who is just trying to figure out this life one moment at a time, and look for the beauty along the way. |
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| Marion Gibbon My first role was as a science teacher. After that, Kenya and then Nepal. I have worked in public health for many years and am now considering another change that is more focused on creativity and coaching. |
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| Katelynn Sprouting spiritualist, rooting woman, budding astrologer, blooming herbalist, decaying doormat. |
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| BJ Martin Neurodivergent creative who dabbles in poetry, writing, culinary creations, reading … |