Saturday, September 15, 2012

Poetry for the Firefly Jar


Gull Lake@Everyday Amazing 


to grow steadily:
deep roots, upturned face, open hands,
amidst stones:  grass

to brim cup:
bright words, green colors, music,
amidst desert:  water

to yield gently:
storms, skyfall and changing roads,
a strong oak



Posted for Imaginary Garden with Real Toads:  Sunday's Challenge

45 comments:

  1. An insightful set of haiku ... loved it :-)

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  2. Very unique...loved each one of them..difficult to comprehend something so fine..

    RS:)

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  3. Mmmm...it's hard to pick a favourite here
    But storms, skyfall and changing roads sticks with me
    Good stuff, all, Grace
    Rick

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  4. i like the overcoming i feel in this....that despite where you are planted finding a way to live and make music...

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  5. Indeed, these would go in my jar! To be open as the grass, to be refreshed, to grow strong, are all valuable to me. Sometimes I think of Haiku as beads, and strung together these are beautiful.

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  6. Grass, water, oak... I love these three things, fragments of a whole.

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  7. When hope is omnipresent in life, I think to grow between stones is also a distinct possibility. A beautiful set of haiku, Grace. Thank you for sharing.

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  8. Nice! Love the open hands image.

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  9. Your haiku almost always bring about an emotional charge for me. I particularly like the first one this time but all are well crafted and beautiful.

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  10. Whether stone or dirt, always a crack to come through, just sometimes easier than others I suppose.

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  11. Your recipe for steady growth rings true in my soul!

    Grass

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  12. I love how elemental these feel, Grace. So poignant and fresh with meaning.Well written!

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  13. Like thes a lot, Grace. There is such strength and perseverance in them. The first makes me think of those blades of grass that manage to find the sun and grow from the cracks in the walkway.

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  14. You paint the endurance of natural things vividly in your few words, Heaven. I especially like the middle three lines.

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  15. Lovely, powerful and very well written

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  16. Both the poetry and the image is great!! - Thank you for sharing

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  17. Beautiful, captivating, wise, set of haiku. Loved it!

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  18. These are really lovely, Grace!

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  19. I can point out analogies that are amazing. :)Very aptly written.

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  20. A beautiful string of words, Grace. Something to wear and treasure and to fill into a jar. There is an inevitable feeling of strength in this piece, lovely.

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  21. I loved how used the prompt. Well done


    Melanie

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  22. Wow this is just like when we do academic outlining, but beautiful, nourishing and inspiring. I like the title too.

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  23. I love the thought of grass growing with upturned faces and open hands. Beautiful.

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  24. Yes!
    And yes!
    And yes, again!
    These do, indeed, belong in the firefly jar.

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  25. So beautiful...I agree with Kim. They definitely belong in a firefly jar.

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  26. Yes, this one is to print out and capture in my jar ;D
    so beautiful~

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  27. Grace, my favorite was the Grass haiku. I've always loved the tenacity of grass to have its way no matter what! Found you at Scribs, and so glad I did. This is really good writing. Peace, Amy Barlow Liberatore
    http://sharplittlepencil.com/2012/09/17/today-a-shadorma/

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  28. To bloom even amidst struggle and toil... nice.

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  29. All three are lovely. I truly love the message of the first. Grass certainly does have a way of growing even in the most difficult of circumstances.

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  30. so very pretty. love.
    (p.s. i owe you an email, apologies, and yes, let's go for it! let me know what you need from me. xoxo & sorry again)

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  31. I can imagine the leaves sprouting,like 'upturned faces' , the down to earth grass.:)Every single phrase is like a tune, the singing water, the rain... amazing, Grace.

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  32. Wonderfully done! I think the middle one is my fave.

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