bring me canna lilies
red and gold, leaves bold
unfurling palm-like, shading
striped, streaked, splotched
great reedy canes
buds ruffled, spiraling
inflorescent
throats blushed
to bring bees, birds, bats
and if we can’t live on
through frost and dark
we’ll make paper, dye, beads
and music from the seeds
Playing with this prompt from Margo Roby: Wordgathering, also inspired by a gift of canna lily rhizomes from my son’s horticulture class.
This is full of hope and possibilities, color and much more. Love it.
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Thank you!
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I love this, Jennifer. Rich, strong words. The poem works well read aloud.
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Thank you! Love your prompts.
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Lovely colourful images!
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Reblogged this on Jane Dougherty Writes and commented:
Hopeful, colourful poem for the turning of the year.
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Thank you, Jane. 🙂
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Fall Fell Haiku
by atrmws
Fall fell, hurt its knee
From golden leaves made plasters
Fast it is to heal
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Great, creative image! Thanks for stopping by!
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‘throats blushed’! You and your phasing! Very nice!
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Glad you liked it. 🙂
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Lovely poem!
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Thank you. So glad you stopped by!
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