Thursday, May 17, 2018

Season of dandelions


















2018 Photo by Grace@Everyday Amazing


Your yellow faces mirror the sky's mantle
Brightening paths of grey 
Sway your pinwheel blooms to slather 
sunshine and green into our steps

Underneath cherry and magnolia petals
you root where the wind carries you-
you weed with careless swagger of young
heart, not caring for tomorrow's rain

Stay awhile as tulips bloom
And fruit trees dip with peach flowers
Gloriously cascading rain-soaked plumes 
This season of spring has short hours

Remind me, not to count how long
you are around, twirling cotton stars
But to inhale your season with gusto
As you bob to sounds of tambourines 




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23 comments:

  1. Oh, I do love dandelions. At the moment we haven't one yellow face, just dandelion clocks with the drifting seeds all over the garden.
    This is such a bright poem, Grace, hopeful too. I love the lines:
    'Remind me, not to count how long
    you are around, twirling cotton stars
    But to inhale your season with gusto'.

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  2. Nice line: "But to inhale your season with gusto"

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  3. Loved the last stanza particularly!

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  4. Love the cherry and magnolia petals.. sigh.. exquisite write 💜

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  5. I do love this... all the joy of spring, the dandelions yes, but also how they are part of the rest... And I love the "cotton stars"

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  6. I love your last stanza - it jumps off the screen!

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  7. Oh how I love dandelions, they are all clocks in the garden at the minute. my favourite line is this:you root where the wind carries you-
    you weed with careless swagger of young
    heart, not caring for tomorrow's rain

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  8. A beautiful write Grace, I especially love 'you root where the wind carries you- you weed with careless swagger of young
    heart' :o)

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  9. Beautiful Grace- I loved "twirling cotton stars."

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  10. They come with spring and sure act like king.

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  11. 'Sway your pinwheel blooms to slather
    sunshine and green into our steps'

    What a beautiful, colorful poem, Grace!

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  12. You have made dandelions into a warm fuzzy thing! Somehow they seem to hang around long after the others go! Great Poem.

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  13. "Remind me, not to count how long / you are around, twirling cotton stars"...So beautifully expressed...

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  14. A lovely ode to dandelions. You give them much character.

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  15. They are just as bright and more important than tulips :)

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  16. I am told they are the first food for bees. So they are not only pretty, in their yellowness, but they do good work, too.

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  17. I love the idea of dandelions bobbing to the sound of tambourines!

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  18. Beautiful, as I love dandelions from 'pinwheel bloom to cotton stars. Love those descriptions!

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  19. The dandelions are growing here after a slow start to spring. The last stanza is my favorite, I adore twirling cotton stars.

    Have a nice weekend Grace!

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  20. Beautifully evocative Grace - and dandelions turn to clocks which makes us think of time slipping away -
    so these lines are perfect
    "Remind me, not to count how long
    you are around, twirling cotton stars"

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  21. I'll listen for that song, Grace, for nature has many! Hugs!

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