#gatheryerosebuds

[poetrythreesixfive]

While Ye May

The dinosaurs died in springtime,

with flowers in full bloom,

unaware the skies would be

delivering their doom.

A meteor fell from nowhere,

about six miles wide,

collided with the planet, and

the dinosaurs all died.

Some people hate the winter,

can’t wait until the spring;

but often, when the days are dark,

you’ve not yet seen a thing.

[biblioventures]

I know. I’m supposed to be reading this book. But there’s sunshine. And babies. And puppies. And I know how it ends (Nazis lose!) which makes it hard to keep reading. so... we’re playing outside today, savoring the heat of summer while we can. #bookstagram #babies #puppies #gatheryerosebuds (at Prospect Hill, Ohio) https://www.instagram.com/p/BnCiqDul0Yx/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=cbrlt59a6g3o

[charliehopper]

...how many more harbingers of The End Times do we need? #watchingthenews #endtimes? #nostradamusworksatculversnow? #gatheryerosebuds (at Culver's)

[bethanykarn-blog]

To Robert Herrick, To Fear Much of Crones

I’ll gather me buds whenever I may Middle age I’m done a-fighting And this old girl who sighs today Tomorrow will be high-fiving

The glorious klieg light of heaven, the Moon The fatter she’s a-getting the wider her spider’s web is spun the less male-gaze I’m a-fretting

That age is best which is the now When broken hearts beat on, much stronger but man’splain ageism to me, Robert And I’ll listen to ye no longer

We be not shy and time’s up you see so while I’m talking, please be quiet for having lost the patriarchy, you dudes unleashed a Grab-Back Riot. 

A portrait of Harnaam Kaur. Photo: harnaamkaur/Instagram 

First image is John Williams Waterhouse’s tribute to the original Herrick poem: “Gather Ye Rosebuds While Ye May,” - a poem that has always bugged me.