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
Shared with PU Poetry Pantry
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....
ReplyDeleteI have always loved to see others bloom. Whether it is your own children growing up or indeed seeing others mature in a new light.
ReplyDeletethis new light is ever so important....opens up so many possibilities....
ReplyDeleteWow this one wove together nicely , Hum'v like a jolly rubix cube , well done
ReplyDeleteFlowers are magical..we just have to find them and grow them inside before they wither away...love the Bukowski quote also... :)
ReplyDeleteFor the first time
ReplyDeleteI 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
Blooming forth and living a new, is sadly tried by too few
ReplyDeleteA delightfully floral poem.
ReplyDeleteSometimes it is much better to become part of a painting. Becoming a flower is a good start.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful piece!
ReplyDeleteOnly 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.
ReplyDeleteWhat a delightful opening, you have such a way of pulling your word list right into a spellbound magpie. Always fitting.
ReplyDeleteThought provoking and beautiful Humbird. :-)
ReplyDeleteIt'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.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for thoughtful comments! Glad you enjoyed the prompt(s) :)x
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem!
ReplyDeleteCleverly innovative; well done.
ReplyDeleteWhat a difference it makes...everything is new and precious ~ Lovely one ~
ReplyDeleteNicely done.....thanks for sharing
ReplyDeleteI can sure relate to having a rickety mind. :)
ReplyDeletetill the people all look like flowers, what a breath-taking thought. Lovely
the cliff of my rickety mind... what a great piece this is. Nice Mag. Love and Light, S
ReplyDeleteSuch a lovely poem you've written :)
ReplyDeleteLovely.
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