Wednesday, May 27, 2015

Dandelion Wishes


Dandelion puff,
a child's brightest wishes
blow away on the breeze.



Tiny lawn daisies 
held in a grubby fist:
no bouquet as precious.


Weed growing strong
in a harsh root-bed
has much to teach us about tenacity.


for Susan's prompt at Mid Week Motif: weeds. 

22 comments:

  1. Sherry,

    You've captured the many facets in which plants, oft considered to be useless weeds, are indeed strong of character and as pretty as any other posy gift!
    Eileen

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  2. Love the wishes, the precious gift, but especially the tenacity! Nicely played, Sherry!

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  3. Nothing sweeter than dandelions in a grubby fist!

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  4. I loved how you depicted each of the weed's significance and brilliance in the haiku sequences!
    Its so full of wisdom & depth :D

    Beautifully executed..!
    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  5. wonderful, Sherry so much truth.

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  6. Blessings!


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    ALOHA from Honolulu,
    ComfortSpiral
    =^..^=


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  7. Tenacity and endurance, how much we can learn even from the common weeds and flowers that many just walk on.

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  8. Indeed the tenaciousness of weeds is something for us to emulate! And who cannot appreciate the joy a child takes in dandelion fluff?

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  9. These are lovely, Sherry, and I like the messages.

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  10. aw...nothing like daisies in a grubby fist...love how you've woven hope, sweetness and tenacity in such a beautiful set...

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  11. The joy of a dandelion bouquet is like no other. I am a dandelion, hardy and resilient.

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  12. be it any terrain life must go on...........

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  13. Those tiny flowers are beautiful. They don't invade the conscious mind as the stately rose for example, but only soothe the tired eye

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  14. Wow three beautiful ones; the daisy haiku is my favourite

    happy you dropped in to read mine

    much love...

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  15. tenacity... someone once told me i am tenecious and i first had to look up the word...smiles... there's a lot nature has to teach us

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  16. Few lines, much wisdom. The daisy bouquet really warmed my heart. Thank you!

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  17. I like all three of these. My wedding bouquet was made of daisies, so that one was special to me. I wish I were as tenacious as weeds, it can be a good quality to have. Take care Sherry.

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  18. What a beautiful cycle..all coming back to the foundations..out of which the best things can grow

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  19. Love that last one, especially, Sherry. I have often thought that...how a burst of green can grow, as from the crack in a sidewalk. Well done.

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  20. The wisdom of plants is there for those who listen.

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  21. Yes, I see what you meant about us thinking along the same lines, Sherry! Lovely poem!

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