Thursday, May 4, 2017

Two girls giggle over





pouch of dandelions
   newly plucked -  stars


sprigs of green, bouquets of
   flowers - sun-dried


white eyelets, pink posies
   gathered on mounds


this park bench is lark, bed,
   secret garden


of imagination-
   as gulls swallow


last cup of dimming light
   and half-sliced moon




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32 comments:

  1. I love this section:

    "this park bench is lark, bed,
    secret garden
    of imagination"

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  2. This is a poem that just make me smile... what a truly wonderful tie to the title....

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  3. That last cup can be all one needs as imagination strikes

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  4. This feels like all the best parts of spring with none of the hayfever allergies. Loved this.

    pouch of dandelions
    newly plucked - stars

    -great lines

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  5. as gulls swallow
    last cup of dimming light... that's such a great image!!



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  6. Wonderfully dreamy write, Grace ❤️

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  7. I love the delicate touch of this poem, Grace! I especially enjoyed:
    'white eyelets, pink posies
    gathered on mounds'
    and
    'last cup of dimming light
    and half-sliced moon'.

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  8. Grace, given the weather, we face, over the next 4 days, this poem is a tonic for the soul. Thank you.

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  9. Each two lines carry a Spring vision. Beautifully written!

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  10. I agree, the closing image is lovely.

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  11. A lovely write Grace, 'pouch of dandelions
    newly plucked - stars' can inspire so many giggles :o)

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  12. All of the best of spring and hope are in this poem.

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  13. Your Spring ballads are so uplifting; nd today we are having lengthy sun breaks & splashes--so your song of the season is the perfect soundtrack for the view out my window. Terrific word-smithing per usual--though the best lines have been mentioned--gulls swallowing sunset rays hooked me hard.

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  14. Yes, a delicate, filigreed poem. The title is wonderful.

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  15. I agree with Toni - and your words are lovely.
    They remind me of yesterday when I was showing my grandsons how to make daisy chains (although they were more interested in their toys!).
    Anna :o]

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  16. I can just imagine sitting on that park bench...a beautiful poem.

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  17. As well played a poem as an Ellington piano piece!

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  18. Very pretty -- loved what the gulls drank up. I could imagine you out there drinking it up with them and all the plants as their colors fade as the sun sets.

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  19. Wait! - I need to pour a cup of tea and sit back, drinking in these words all evening. Lovely!

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  20. A poem that lifts your spirits. And you've handled it so delicately.

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  21. This is light and breezy and dances across the page, giggling as it goes. I can imagine Peter pan dropping by to play.

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  22. Simple sweet and perfect. Thanks.

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  23. oh so soft and lovely...i loved that half-sliced moon...!

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  24. Not much of a "giggler" on my own, but I could see this being mirth provoking. I smile at the genteel nature of this.

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  25. Love how you tie these simple things to imagination and giggles

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  26. You cast a lovely spell with your words. 'as gulls swallow
    last cup of dimming light' ~ sigh ~ wonder-full.

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  27. last cup of dimming light
    and half-sliced moon

    Love the closing. It gives a finality

    Hank

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  28. If these are a part of your memories....or even if they are not, wonderful write.

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  29. I liked the idea of the gulls swallowing the half sliced moon. It does look half sliced.

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  30. It sounds like a perfect Spring for a young girl, happiness in nature

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