Greetings to friends, poets and story-tellers!
So many awards ceremonies have been hosted this year, culminating with the Academy Awards last Sunday and it got me thinking about the enduring role of storytellers in society. As poets, we are a part of the oral and written tradition, adding our voices to the age. Sometimes it may feel like our words are a mere drop in the ocean of time, but they are part of a great pattern. Let us celebrate being a part of the story.
Please share a poem of your choice. No Rules. No Prompt. No Expiration Date.
A series of Haiku utilizing the word Flower.
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a spring search for life
it’s not about the looking
flower opening
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planting haiku seeds
spring consciousness rising up
lotus flower dies
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here summer breeze blows
flower seeds take up birth flight
who is the sower
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Skillfully written! !
Oh, I do like these. Who is the sower? Gaia of course.
This makes me long for summer.
Nice. I especially like the second one, the consciousness comes at a price.
Planting haiku seeds.., A very apt line to sum up the whole.
Gorgeous!❤️
That last haiku is my favorite! Lovely writing!!
so much depth of field to your words …and image!