Let yourself become living poetry!
-Rumi
Yesterday, spring was in its glory. Warmth swaddled earth. Birds chirped their song of praise and the woods showcased its bent-over limbs. While walking I noticed little wishweeds anchoring the path, waiting for gentle hands to send their white, feathery tufts parachuting into the calmness of afternoon.
be silent.
listen to the sounds of earth
whispering grasses call
rippling creek burbles
be present in its movement
springsations echo
©CV, 2023, haibun
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May you find peace in your spring days!
I invite you to add your poetic thoughts to the online Springsations Gallery. Vol. 2.
You can see some of the artistic expressions in the gallery by clicking here.
The sample below shares two slicers' image poems, Denise Krebs and arjeha.
I join Two Writing Teachers for the Tuesday Slice of Life.
Writing poetry about the beauty of nature resonates with me. I loved your imagery of ‘swaddling’ and the weed ‘anchored’ before being scattered like little white ‘parachutes’ A beautiful intro to Spring.
ReplyDeleteDawn, it is good to meet you. I read through several of your slices and found them powerful. Then, I read your OLW post and realized that your OLW word, bold, is guiding you. I left a response at that one with a note about your prose writing. I believe that there is a haiku within your descriptive prose pieces. If interested, add a poetic expression to my Springsations Padlet for the Gallery I am creating.
DeleteI love your Padlet - I also created one for our community celebration of National Poetry Month. Your poem drips in comfort, this ecotherapy of getting in touch with all the earth offers - - a more relaxed pace and a sense of calm. A lovely post today!
ReplyDeleteKim, the word ecotherapy is powerful. I believe that you have the start of a poem within your comment to me. I would love to have one of your poems added to my Springsations Gallery(see padlet). I hope you can offer one image poem.
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Thanks for this generous invitation. My photo memory from a year ago reminds me it's time to return. Water speaks—we lean in to listen.
ReplyDeletePatricia, thank you for stopping by. If you have a poetic expression for the Springsations Gallery, please let me know or add it to the padlet I created.
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ReplyDeleteI love this. It reminds me a bit of my post last week about my walk. I love being present in my walks and noticing all that nature has to offer me while I am out there. Beautiful writing.
Carol,
ReplyDeleteYou are such an amazing ambassador for poetry and connection. Lovely poems and images. We are just now seeing green sprouts, so I live vicariously through others’ spring.
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ReplyDeleteCarol, I love the challenge to be both silent and present. Nature invites us to that, doesn't it? You wrote another poem within your invitation: "wishweeds anchoring the path, waiting for gentle hands to send their white, feathery tufts parachuting into the calmness of afternoon" So lovely! I had never heard them called wishweeds before.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the shoutout! I hope the gallery becomes filled with springtime beauty!
DeleteDenise, I always call the dandelion in its feathery state wishweeds. I made up the name simply because I have been blowing feathery dandelions into the sky since I was a little girl. Thanks for your lovely comment. I am glad that you shared your image poem with Springsations Gallery.
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