Monday, June 14, 2021

Briefly, flowers

 

smudge me with your 

                                  light

truffled pink

whorled alabaster 


i am newborn

as unrhymed 

                                  word


press upon me

courage of mustard seeds

tenacity of  greens

hope of pods & pear 

                                 trees


dappled in fading 

honeysuckle,

to cradle divinity

       blossoming

in

split-seconds

       falling

                  fallen

                                stars



Peony from my garden


Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille, hosted by Mish.   Please join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.


23 comments:

  1. I love your colour descriptions here Grace:

    'truffled pink

    whorled alabaster'

    'tenacity of greens'

    - such unusual and striking imagery, which brought to mind the smudging ceremony. Beautiful!

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  2. I got lost in all those wonderful imagery... until I came upon the honeysuckle that is blooming all around our neighborhood... such a wonderful scent.

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  3. That's a beautiful picture. I love the ending - falling stars, falling petals...but the whole thing is so well painted. Beautiful.

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  4. 2nd try on commenting. lovely photo and imagery in your poem.

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  5. Wow, the smudging of light is such a beautiful use of the word. I really love "i am newborn as unrhymed word" and the trailing of words in the end.

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  6. Lovely, from the title on. I really like the "courage of mustard seeds."

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  7. Such imagery! Beautiful writing. Love that lst line. Well done!

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  8. Yes, such beauty in your words and somehow it evokes a sense of tender imagery, and your own peony from your garden is lovely, Grace.

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  9. i grew up in the part of england that grows a famous brand of english mustard. your courage of mustard seed took me straight back to those memories thanks.

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  10. "...Courage, Tenacity, Hope..."

    Marvelous work, Grace

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  11. A great poem Grace! I love all the flowers and how you show their short-lived life. The petal falling ending is perfect! Well done!

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  12. falling

    fallen

    stars
    Love the structure of a double spacing cascading down in the close. Gives a feeling of movements and mobility as in your poem. Innovative presentation, Grace!

    Hank

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  13. I feel smudged by the divine as I read each verse! A favorite: "press upon me courage of mustard seeds, tenacity of greens, hope of pods & pear trees" 💗

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  14. Smudge me with your light, beautiful and so are the images of the honeysuckles and stars.

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  15. Grace this is lovely! I loved these lines in particular (wish I'd thought of them!) -

    i am newborn

    as unrhymed

    word


    Yours,
    David

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  16. Wow - wonderful poem. Love all of it. I see the brief beauty of the peony before its petals fall.

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  17. Beautifully written! I love looking at the sky and also flowers and your peony is so pretty! :)

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  18. Gorgeous imagery in this beauty of a poem, Grace. Also, I happen to love peonies.

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  19. Such beautiful words and imagery! And that pink peony!

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