Decorate the Place

by Treischel

Decorate the place with flowers,
And don't forget the trees
That create some luscious bowers,
Rustling in summer's breeze.

For beyond the lovely vision
Of colors bold and bright,
Past the fragrant essence given,
Aromas that excite,

Are gifts unto the atmosphere,
That keep the planet pure,
Sustaining all the life that's here,
While growing to mature.

Stop and smell the pretty flowers,
And don't forget the trees.
Go ahead, my friends, and spend hours
In Earthly reveries.

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I say decorate here, because in the photo, everything has been landscaped. In fact, this is a local golf course parking lot area, River Oaks Golf Course, in Cottage Grove, Minnesota.

A bower is a shaded area created by branches or overhanging vines.
Hours - one syllable.

This poem is made up of 8-6-8-6 metered Quatrains with an abab rhyme scheme. It fluctuates between iambic (i) and trochaic (t). So the accent goes as follows:
t,i,t,t - t,i,t,i - i,i,i,i - t,i,t,i

This photograph was taken by the author himself on July 11, 2015.

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8-6 Quatrains

A chapter in the book Picture Poems

Decorate the Place

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