The flowers swayed in the wind, their petals gleaming in the fresh morning sunlight. Cold dew coated our feet as we ran, the wind whipping through our hair and our laughter filling the air.
Michelle
wildflower
oz
to be wild flower is to be unique. to be unhibited by the constrains of normalcy and to flow with the natural style that you have in your heart. i want to be a wildflower, but it can be so hard to do. wild as my heart, wild as i can be.
jessica
A wildflower is:
sunshine
rain
dirt
black soil
rooted
in the sky like a cloud or
shrouded by the new moon and
absence of stars
gone in a blink
picked
frozen
stomped on.
Amy
Wildflowers bloom o’er my grave. In the springtime. They bloom in the summer. In the autumn, they wither. In the winter, they die. Wildflowers bloom o’er my grave.
Ruatine
I once ate a wildflower, it tasted like shit. Whenever I shit it out, it was mighty painful. After the movement, I wanted to eat another wildflower, so I did. I ate it up and regurgitated myself to get it out.
Captain Corwin
fields of sunlight, dust and heat and the scent of pollen. I love the scrabbley mess of weeds and wildflowers. The sound of crickets. The quiet. I won’t pick the flower.
Cindy
wildflowers have a lot of medicinal uses that many don’t use of know about. I hope to one day be able to grow and offer alternative medicines like this.
StAlphonzo
a wildeflower is usaually found in the wild along with wild animals and other wild things such as wild mushrooms, wile.e.coyote and big foot
Sam
pretty sunshine flits through green and gold landing delicately on purple petals fussed with wind the world is growing
rsimon
wild flower wild flower wild flowers are wild and flowery they are awesome and they rock not enoughpeople respect wildflowers but they will soon learn as they are douch bags who will die in 2012 what a bunch of fagsgggs
Devon
not the same as a flower bred in captivity. certanly not.
fisklicia
Interstate love affairs will always hold a place in my heart, just as the wildflowers along them will.
christopher
wildflower you say?
what IS a wildflower.
i can tell this isn’t going anywhere, but i’ll press on.
most things start off like this anyway, right?
ok wildflower…
a flower that grows in the wild
i didn’t ask you to be there, you just appeared.
a rogue.
this is really fun
i wanna click GO again
Fawaz
sheryl crow romantic song lonley lance armstrong field beatles light sdrugs fear johnny men guys gays friends
bianca
Wildflower sitting. No breeze. Still sitting. Lawnmower comes along. By, wildflower.
Dan O'Connell
The sun was bright and it glimmered off the clear pond water on her family’s property. Wildflowers had sprouted over the season. She found herself laying among them and it seemed as if they just continued to grow taller with the passing minutes she spent on her back looking up at clear skies. Her mind was adrift in another world that would never rescue her from where she was currently trapped.
Kiri
Her meat curtains were like pink tasty wildflowers all moist with her sweet nectar!
muff diving mark
Wildflowers in the sun,
dipping their heads and bowing
to the passing breeze.
Loretta
a beautiful flower. wild. free. not tamed, not claimed, not taken by anyone. the best present. why waste money on tamed, flowers, kept in places, stored in places, while the wildflower, as beautiful as it is free, is there, just there, to be offered. no one is begging you to take it, it’s there for you. and you can take it and love it like it loves the world because it is mother nature’s love.
paulina
wildflowers in april.
is there anything more beautiful?
coming up from the dirt
into the world
like a newborn baby
except then a dog eats it
eliot
Tag mig med til der hvor de vilde blomster gror.. tag mig med, tag mig og giv mig vilde blomster… vilde blomster i håret, lykkelig, vild, fri.. tag mig med til der hvor de vilde blomster gror.
wildflower thoughts of monsoons and
even though the water is green
i am in love with your belly of life
j.j
A wildflower grew beside my window. Only one. I wondered how it got there. Where were the others? I felt sorry for the poor thing. Standing straight, alone. Wilting in the hot sun, perking up again at night.
shari
Wildflowers grow where everyone knows. A place outside to run not hide. If you feeling low and need a place to go, there is always a field where wildflowers grow.
Lucas
I love wildflowers. They have the prettiest colors and they remind me of the country. I love rural landscapes so they bring me back to the place where I wish I lived. They to me are a temporary escape from reality. Wildflowers are definitely my favorite type of flowers.
Ileana
Wildflowers, soft and sweet, blowing in the wind. Spread across the rolling valley, coloring the hills. They grow sporadic.
Heather Alyse
Wildflowers are something we all remember picking in our childhood. Those lazy summer days making daisy chains. Remember looking for the four leafed clover and making a wish if you were lucky enough to find one. Remember those days of picking flowers from the hedgerows and taking them home to Mum who woul assure you that they were the most beautiful flowers you have ever seen – and, of course, you knew that they were.
Susan
I like wild flowers. They are great. When I was a child I use yo go to woods to collect wild flowers.
prasoon
field, yellow, wild, nature, animals, growth
Mariska
Like most humans, a wildflower is something that doesn’t really prosper in a controlled enclosed environment. it needs wind and rain, sun and clear open spaces in order to thrive.
David Stevens
Do weed out the flower now, Preston! Must!
Pedro
as i handed her the wildflower, i said “i love you”. it was as if i had handed her a dozen longstem roses, the light in her eyes, the love in her smile. my beautiful wife lit up like she did on our very first date while we were walking down the path along the river downtown.
moon
beautiful, excotic, clean, colorful, numerrous, yellow, orange, green, bouquet, wedding, long stem, poetry, poems, rhyme, feel, rain, pedals, distinguished, flustered, boy, door, hands, kiss, need, wants, know, love, forever?, how to know?, how to tell?, yes..this is it
Kate
I wrote about this one yesterday, so I’m not thinking about the wildflowers of the Yosemite backcountry, but instead of the wildflowers I remembered yesterday and the way I wrote about them sticking to my wet boots, little yellow petals, as I hike up along the waterfalls toward icy lakes.
David
A wildflower is a flower that some people would not like in their gardens. But some are very pretty and will look good in a garden. They have very beautiful colors
izzy
My time in the world is precious just like yours…we are like the wildflowers that offer variety and color to the world…we are beautiful and unique…we are forever reseeding to keep the world a better place
betty
You are a wildflower from a wildfield in a wildcountry. Blow on over to me on a wildwind, wildflower.
Ophelia Hu
Wildflower; the only person who has red hair, sunny smiles and the ability to make me look up. Her photo graph was always so great to look at as she never has anything bad to say. Even then, when I look at her now, it always the sun and Wildflower. Cool, huh? :D Wow still more time!
The flowers swayed in the wind, their petals gleaming in the fresh morning sunlight. Cold dew coated our feet as we ran, the wind whipping through our hair and our laughter filling the air.
wildflower
to be wild flower is to be unique. to be unhibited by the constrains of normalcy and to flow with the natural style that you have in your heart. i want to be a wildflower, but it can be so hard to do. wild as my heart, wild as i can be.
A wildflower is:
sunshine
rain
dirt
black soil
rooted
in the sky like a cloud or
shrouded by the new moon and
absence of stars
gone in a blink
picked
frozen
stomped on.
Wildflowers bloom o’er my grave. In the springtime. They bloom in the summer. In the autumn, they wither. In the winter, they die. Wildflowers bloom o’er my grave.
I once ate a wildflower, it tasted like shit. Whenever I shit it out, it was mighty painful. After the movement, I wanted to eat another wildflower, so I did. I ate it up and regurgitated myself to get it out.
fields of sunlight, dust and heat and the scent of pollen. I love the scrabbley mess of weeds and wildflowers. The sound of crickets. The quiet. I won’t pick the flower.
wildflowers have a lot of medicinal uses that many don’t use of know about. I hope to one day be able to grow and offer alternative medicines like this.
a wildeflower is usaually found in the wild along with wild animals and other wild things such as wild mushrooms, wile.e.coyote and big foot
pretty sunshine flits through green and gold landing delicately on purple petals fussed with wind the world is growing
wild flower wild flower wild flowers are wild and flowery they are awesome and they rock not enoughpeople respect wildflowers but they will soon learn as they are douch bags who will die in 2012 what a bunch of fagsgggs
not the same as a flower bred in captivity. certanly not.
Interstate love affairs will always hold a place in my heart, just as the wildflowers along them will.
wildflower you say?
what IS a wildflower.
i can tell this isn’t going anywhere, but i’ll press on.
most things start off like this anyway, right?
ok wildflower…
a flower that grows in the wild
i didn’t ask you to be there, you just appeared.
a rogue.
this is really fun
i wanna click GO again
sheryl crow romantic song lonley lance armstrong field beatles light sdrugs fear johnny men guys gays friends
Wildflower sitting. No breeze. Still sitting. Lawnmower comes along. By, wildflower.
The sun was bright and it glimmered off the clear pond water on her family’s property. Wildflowers had sprouted over the season. She found herself laying among them and it seemed as if they just continued to grow taller with the passing minutes she spent on her back looking up at clear skies. Her mind was adrift in another world that would never rescue her from where she was currently trapped.
Her meat curtains were like pink tasty wildflowers all moist with her sweet nectar!
Wildflowers in the sun,
dipping their heads and bowing
to the passing breeze.
a beautiful flower. wild. free. not tamed, not claimed, not taken by anyone. the best present. why waste money on tamed, flowers, kept in places, stored in places, while the wildflower, as beautiful as it is free, is there, just there, to be offered. no one is begging you to take it, it’s there for you. and you can take it and love it like it loves the world because it is mother nature’s love.
wildflowers in april.
is there anything more beautiful?
coming up from the dirt
into the world
like a newborn baby
except then a dog eats it
Tag mig med til der hvor de vilde blomster gror.. tag mig med, tag mig og giv mig vilde blomster… vilde blomster i håret, lykkelig, vild, fri.. tag mig med til der hvor de vilde blomster gror.
sun, happy, beauty, simple, peace, love, water, senses, inspiration, alone.
wildflower thoughts of monsoons and
even though the water is green
i am in love with your belly of life
A wildflower grew beside my window. Only one. I wondered how it got there. Where were the others? I felt sorry for the poor thing. Standing straight, alone. Wilting in the hot sun, perking up again at night.
Wildflowers grow where everyone knows. A place outside to run not hide. If you feeling low and need a place to go, there is always a field where wildflowers grow.
I love wildflowers. They have the prettiest colors and they remind me of the country. I love rural landscapes so they bring me back to the place where I wish I lived. They to me are a temporary escape from reality. Wildflowers are definitely my favorite type of flowers.
Wildflowers, soft and sweet, blowing in the wind. Spread across the rolling valley, coloring the hills. They grow sporadic.
Wildflowers are something we all remember picking in our childhood. Those lazy summer days making daisy chains. Remember looking for the four leafed clover and making a wish if you were lucky enough to find one. Remember those days of picking flowers from the hedgerows and taking them home to Mum who woul assure you that they were the most beautiful flowers you have ever seen – and, of course, you knew that they were.
I like wild flowers. They are great. When I was a child I use yo go to woods to collect wild flowers.
field, yellow, wild, nature, animals, growth
Like most humans, a wildflower is something that doesn’t really prosper in a controlled enclosed environment. it needs wind and rain, sun and clear open spaces in order to thrive.
Do weed out the flower now, Preston! Must!
as i handed her the wildflower, i said “i love you”. it was as if i had handed her a dozen longstem roses, the light in her eyes, the love in her smile. my beautiful wife lit up like she did on our very first date while we were walking down the path along the river downtown.
beautiful, excotic, clean, colorful, numerrous, yellow, orange, green, bouquet, wedding, long stem, poetry, poems, rhyme, feel, rain, pedals, distinguished, flustered, boy, door, hands, kiss, need, wants, know, love, forever?, how to know?, how to tell?, yes..this is it
I wrote about this one yesterday, so I’m not thinking about the wildflowers of the Yosemite backcountry, but instead of the wildflowers I remembered yesterday and the way I wrote about them sticking to my wet boots, little yellow petals, as I hike up along the waterfalls toward icy lakes.
A wildflower is a flower that some people would not like in their gardens. But some are very pretty and will look good in a garden. They have very beautiful colors
My time in the world is precious just like yours…we are like the wildflowers that offer variety and color to the world…we are beautiful and unique…we are forever reseeding to keep the world a better place
You are a wildflower from a wildfield in a wildcountry. Blow on over to me on a wildwind, wildflower.
Wildflower; the only person who has red hair, sunny smiles and the ability to make me look up. Her photo graph was always so great to look at as she never has anything bad to say. Even then, when I look at her now, it always the sun and Wildflower. Cool, huh? :D Wow still more time!