i watch rain clouds roil the sky
then knead & butter the soil
birds and small creatures honey-
comb & sword-peck on seeds, grains
it's a feast-
specially the cake's throne topper-
spring maiden rules
dotting dandelions, daffodils, daisies
i soup & eat
slowly, richly
Dandelions by Grace@EverydayAmazing
I wish to have such an experience.... May is lovely here, but it's way to dry... love the imagery of a nature as sweet and rich as a cake.
ReplyDeleteLuscious! I really like this poem, Grace.
ReplyDeleteOh, I like this conceit. I can picture it, almost taste it. All that yellow has a buttery flavour.
ReplyDeleteThe title and lowercase ‘i’ made this quadrille stand out for me, Grace – and then I read the opening lines and gasped! Nature is indeed a rich feast on which I love to sup. I love the alliteration in ‘dotting dandelions, daffodils, daisies’ and the play on dotting the ‘I’s and crossing the ‘ts’, as well as the implied buttery colour, and the way you’ve left the prompt word until last as emphasis.
ReplyDeleteThat first stanza is amazing Grace. I never thought of rain kneading and buttering the soil. Wonderful!
ReplyDeletenice comparison of nature and baking~makes the outside world seem so very fattening
ReplyDeleteAnd what a lovely tasty cake nature bakes!
ReplyDeleteVery clever and apt metaphor; something fresh and new; loved it--and just when I thought there's nothing new under the sun; smile.
ReplyDeleteSure baked it all on in
ReplyDeleteLove the idea of the clouds kneading and buttering the soil. The word "sword-peck" is a gem.
ReplyDeleteHow gorgeous.
ReplyDeleteThis is incredibly breathtaking, Grace!!❤️ How I love the images of "spring maiden rules dotting dandelions, daffodils, daisies." May is certainly a sight to behold!
ReplyDeleteLovely that you focused purely on true beauty...that's where the wealth really lies- in beauty.
ReplyDeleteluv this rich share of imagery, bravo, well
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much love...
Love the image of the earth being a cake and the flowers! What richness indeed.
ReplyDeleteNice Grace! Some wonderful inventive images...
ReplyDeleteImpressive and unexpected metaphor!
ReplyDeleteThose last two lines are perfection.
ReplyDeleterich and delicious feast of words.
ReplyDeleteYellow sprinkles! Love this picture!
ReplyDeleteA wonderful metaphor, Grace. I particularly like how the rain clouds "knead & butter the soil."
ReplyDeleteLove your celebration of words.
ReplyDeleteYou offer a rich feast for the senses.
ReplyDeleteah....so sweet. And I am smiling, thinking of my "spring-form" cake pan in which I make the most delicious almond cheese cake. I shall now always think of my spring-form cake pan in a very different way! :)
ReplyDeleteDelicious
ReplyDeleteYou've created a beautiful comparison.
ReplyDeleteYummy! Leave it to nature to bake the best cake!
ReplyDeleteI love your perspective and creative word play in this. Nice! These lines especially, "i watch rain clouds roil the sky
ReplyDeletethen knead & butter the soil."
Tasty indeed! ☺️
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