Sunday, August 24, 2014

Stuffer

Starry Night by Alex Ruiz 


I forgot
to put the canvas on
the tripod
fortunately
the evening sky
with stars, constellations,
new moon
were on

the cliff
of my rickety mind
with half rifted
bones
in flight
longing for challenge
sustained
in meditative mode

the faces/baffles
of flowers
on the field
reflected
the moon.
-Aha!.. – I sighed,
immediately
slammed the eyes.-
Millions necks
turned to my side.


Smiling to absence
of a common
language and cart,
I realized being one
of them.
The flower,
under one big moon
with only difference:
I took it for granted…

For the first time
I started to see myself
in new light…

“People look like flower
at last” C. Bukowski 

by Brenda Warren


Read more at: Sunday Whirl, Magpie Tales

Shared with PU Poetry Pantry

24 comments:

  1. taking on a role of the flower, just basking in the beauty of the scene...i could get into that...dont get so busy trying to make the picture that you miss the picture, you know....

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  2. I have always loved to see others bloom. Whether it is your own children growing up or indeed seeing others mature in a new light.

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  3. this new light is ever so important....opens up so many possibilities....

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  4. Wow this one wove together nicely , Hum'v like a jolly rubix cube , well done

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  5. Flowers are magical..we just have to find them and grow them inside before they wither away...love the Bukowski quote also... :)

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  6. For the first time
    I started to see myself
    in new light…

    Suddenly it is a discovery. People might strive for it but many may be disappointed! Nicely humbird!

    Hank

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  7. Blooming forth and living a new, is sadly tried by too few

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  8. Sometimes it is much better to become part of a painting. Becoming a flower is a good start.

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  9. Only with compassion and love can we be the gardener and see our fellow human beings as flowers -- and we need to water them gently with words, and gently pruning for correction.

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  10. What a delightful opening, you have such a way of pulling your word list right into a spellbound magpie. Always fitting.

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  11. Thought provoking and beautiful Humbird. :-)

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  12. It's amazing how you took those words to construct a thought provoking poem. I think we are all flowers in the meadow of life..each one special.

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  13. Thank you so much for thoughtful comments! Glad you enjoyed the prompt(s) :)x

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  14. Cleverly innovative; well done.

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  15. What a difference it makes...everything is new and precious ~ Lovely one ~

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  16. Nicely done.....thanks for sharing

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  17. I can sure relate to having a rickety mind. :)

    till the people all look like flowers, what a breath-taking thought. Lovely

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  18. the cliff of my rickety mind... what a great piece this is. Nice Mag. Love and Light, S

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  19. Such a lovely poem you've written :)

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