Gold
Nothing Gold Can StayNature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
--- Robert L Frost
posted by Endment at 10:03 AM
15 Comments:
In my wanderings through the blog world your thoughts and pictures always catch my interest. I really enjoy the poems you post and these flower pictures are poetry in themselves.
I'm correcting an oversight by linking you to our blog.
Those flowers are just beautiful, and the poem is lovely.
Mmmmmm, yummy poem and images. Thanks for a bright spot in my day!
These images are so peaceful and this is one of my very favorite Robert Frost poems, the one that brought me to explore his work more actually. Beautiful as always.
Beautiful flowers and beautiful poetry, so glad you are here with us again - this is one of the first places I go in the morning and every visit is a rare treat for the spirit.
pretty pretty!
I love the blue with the yellow in the second photo! Lovely as always, Endment.
Buttercups!!! I do miss them sort of. Up home as a child, I used to be able to run barefoot thru Buttercup fields. And carry to my Mom, limp handfulls. To her they were roses.
The curled leaf in the first photo is wonderful indeed! Thanks for the Frost poem. That's the kind of frost I like! (I am almost afraid to check the newly planted garden this morning as it looks a bit white out the east window.)
Gold is creeping into my forest too. It will be the dominant color of the flowers for most of the summer in Missouri. Nice pix!
I love how the blue in the background brings out the yellow of the flowers! Wow!
Buttercups? I remember as children we held them under each others' chins to see the golden reflection. A perfect poem to illustrate these lovely golden photos.
jim
thanks for your visit, for your link and your encouragement
robin andrea and sigrid jardin
as always you bring a gift of encouragement with your visits.
hobess
Frost draws my imagination into his words. Glad he captured your attention with this poem.
kerrdelune
happy to share the morning with you!
jimmy and jennifer
thanks for stopping by again and for your comments.
mb and tongue in cheek antiques glad you enjoy the Gold, green, and blue - thank you
silverlight
oh yes, those limp treasures... these buttercups just glow in the meadow - begging to be taken home to mom.
ontario wanderer
our garden sports billowing plastic and every spare corner inside has a portable plant... Hope this is finally the end of the cold frost... We then can really enjoy the other Frost :=)
pablo
our dominate color seems to be white with sprinkles of blue and gold - i treasure every bit of the glorious spring color
pam in tucson
i had forgotten... will have to check...
the photo and poem are so perfect for each other lovely post
harmony in line
oh thank you
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