Friday, December 12, 2014

Pink in my mind


Pink Lake Hillier, Western Austrailia


I change the snowdrops
with sunny skies & lush trees
Here, my mind is pink
Tiding of flamingo calls 
And my feet, greening with buds



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I float away
My eyes tracing the sky 
The lake bears me soft
as mother's hand on my cheek
humming a half-lullaby




Posted for Imaginary Garden for Real Toads - Transforming Friday Hosted by Hannah
and Poetry Jam - Quiet Hosted by Peggy ~  I am trying to get back to my writing groove after a break ~  Thanks for the visit ~

37 comments:

  1. Dear this sounds amazing and the picture too:)

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  2. Your poems DO lift me up, Grace. I feel like I am floating above the natural beauty below....and can hear that lullaby in the distance! Good to see you. Smiles.

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  3. Good to see you back . . . I seem to be struggling to write at the moment. Think its this time of year.

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  4. The concept of a half lullaby is so intriguing.. actually I feel it's so much better than the full lullaby in some ways... Your tanka always make me happy.

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  5. "I change the snowdrops
    with sunny skies & lush trees
    Here, my mind is pink" - A perfect read for a gray Friday morning! I enjoyed the beauty and positivity.

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  6. your mood is whimscal and delightful i enjoyed both poems Grace

    much love...

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  7. so beautiful and lovely flamingos woven in the poem

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  8. Wow, such vibrant water and lovely, soothing words.

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  10. You can change all the snow everywhere, works great for me

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  11. Pink mind and half lullaby- intriguing concepts. I'm glad you're back, Grace, you started something when you asked us to write as one dead. I've been writng bone poems since!

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  12. I love the flamingo calls and feet greening with buds. Very tropical!

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  13. In the first I love the organic transformation and in the second the lulling nurturing tone...both gorgeous, Grace...thank you so much for joining the challenge!

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  14. Ahhh. Borne softly in that half-lullaby. Beautiful image.

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  15. I like this Grace. Both poems convert a feeling of quiet. I like the photo as well.

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  16. As softly as treading the water and so quietly too! Nice to see back Grace!

    Hank

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  17. Lovely and evocative - exquisite images . . . the closing lines, so soothing.

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  18. wow, I had no idea until I looked it up just now, the lake really is pink… how astonishing!

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  19. Dear Grace
    I love your metaphors!
    Pleasure to read your poems!

    Greetings
    JetteMajken

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  20. so comforting. very beautiful! xo Grace.

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  21. Of course you can use any of my blog:)

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  22. We have had a lot of snow I would like to change
    the color to a soft pink shade..

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  23. God!! id this is reality, heaven lies in Australia!!!
    ur verses are too beautiful!

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  24. a mother's hand, a lullaby - this lake really is unbelievable.

    ..a pink mind (for me that is a happy state of mind - but I think my 7 year old boy would argue with me :)

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  25. pink is such a vibrant color...
    i like the gentleness of the second one...
    the first for me...def like my flamingos...and reminds me of good
    beach memories....

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  26. Pink is so bright and happy colour, nice lines :)

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