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Sunday, March 30, 2014

The Sprouting of Seedlings






Scattered

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pack, huddled
beneath the frozen earth
of her broken life - taking tenuous
root within the cracks of shattered time –
As the earth turns and turns and turns again
fissures fill, heal and gently, with a growl of never-
to- be -restrained - life, crackle-burst into shivering rows
of mending - reaching to suckle starlight from the navied heaven
Finally, finally stilling to quiet peacefulness the constant paralytic thrumming
"why?"
there
is
only now -
a soft simple seeded smile
spreading radiant from inside out –
shimmering the once sere savannah
with hope's green shoots sparkling wet
in the light of this golden newly risen dawn


27 comments:

  1. First of all, I really like the way you have shaped this poem. And then I love how you have presented the idea of rebirth. It has been a long winter, and seeing 'hope's green shoots" is a joyful experience indeed!

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    1. Ahhh Mary - Thank you so very much and I was only subconsciously thinking about rebirth or this never-ending winter ... Love you pointing out that interpretation :)

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    1. Thank you for stopping and commenting. Please do stop by again :)

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  3. I like how we end with fresh green shoots..and the sun..always hope to grow

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    1. Yes! Please let it begin ... as I replied earlier my longing for this winter to be over was hidden from me as I wrote this poem! :)

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  5. So very creative - using words and shapes. A truly beautiful welcome to Spring...

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    1. Thank you Nurit - so sweet of you to stop and to take the time to write a comment - always very very deeply appreciated. :)

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  6. I have always wondered about shaped poems, thinking that the cleverness of the shaping might hide or hinder the wisdom of the words therein?

    Elizabeth

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  7. Agree with you Elizabeth - I don't really do shaped poems - although I admire the extreme and unknown craft that goes into such - but sometimes I just like to play around....

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  8. This is a wonderful poem. I especially like "suckling starlight from a navied heaven". Very visual and beautiful writing. I, too, love the look of the poem on the page.

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    1. Ahhh Sherry - I smile when I you enjoy one of mine :) Thank you!

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  9. Love how you used both words and shape to craft your message.

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  10. Lovely both visually and in content.

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    1. Aww Belva thank you for stopping and taking the time to comment. As you well know it means a great deal :)

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  11. Love so much about this Pearl, Concrete shape for one, the assonance and alliteration for two and three. So well done on all levels. Glad you had "fun" with the process.

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    1. Aw thanks Walt - I truly was just "playing around" - I have no idea and I'll leave the fantastic shaped poems to an expert like yourself! :)

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  12. So nice penned the beauty of the present ~ love the shapes of your poem, echoing the photo.:)

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  13. Great poem :)

    So how many times did you have do the layout until you got it right.? Even with my poems, I spend time getting the layout just right.

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    1. Actually Cathy - I went pretty quickly BUT - when I copied and pasted to my blog for some odd reason the seedlings spacing kept coming up wrong .... hmmmm....

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    2. Thanks for the wonderful comment on the poem Cathy - deeply appreciated :)

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  14. I wonder whether the constant procreation of plants, animals and the rest of life is that constant search to get it right. Somehow I don't think I will be around to see perfection!

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  15. Another reading treat for me on a rainy day. :-)
    ZQ

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  16. beautiful creative manifestation of life

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  17. Love the concept of a seeded smile!

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