Friday, April 19, 2013

Dandelion Day


Everything I experience
plants a seed,

and I let time,
rain and sunshine,
fresh air

work their predictable
magic.

Some days
I am surprised
with overflowing,
abundant bouquets,

and some days,
I only see
fresh weeds,

and some days
there is no change,
nothing to harvest.

Judging by this
poem,

it’s a dandelion day.

6 comments:

  1. I have had dandelion days lately.

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  2. Nothing wrong with those - keep on gardening. Mosk

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  3. What a great metaphor! Love this. :)

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  4. This is really clever!

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  5. dandelions, though weeds, I've heard are quite tasty. that makes me believe not everything is as it seems...including this "dandy"-lion poem.

    very nicely planted in my opinion.

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  6. Anonymous11:48 PM

    I love dandelions. My hubby doesn't though. :) Blessings on all your days, poet friend!

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