tearing apart roots
spun too long in small spaces–
the break before bloom
This was sort of inspired by Paul’s lovely haiku, here:
http://poesypluspolemics.com/2013/05/27/vantage/
I love when that happens!
tearing apart roots
spun too long in small spaces–
the break before bloom
This was sort of inspired by Paul’s lovely haiku, here:
http://poesypluspolemics.com/2013/05/27/vantage/
I love when that happens!
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Lovely flow…compelling imagery!
Thank you so much!
you inspired me so often !
Deb, thank you, hon! I would love to see what this inspired, as mine was inspired by Paul’s lovely haiku. We can start an inspiration chain…
roots spin like cobwebs tangled under darkened soil…. hmm my visual thank you hon x
Thank you, Jen! That is one lovely thought.
You are a marvel. I don’t attempt poetry of any kind, but if’n I tried, it would be akin to a hybrid stick figure cat with a balloon body. Oh, and it would probably start with a sample, like hi ho… 😉
Oh, that is such a delightful thought, Nelle! Will you write me that stick-figure poem?
Only a pro could do it justice. I fall well short of such a mark. Hi hooooo… I rip into roots, and clip the shoots, oh wait… way too over the river and through the woods meets the Seven Dwarfs…
🙂
thanks
No, really–thank you!
And what a wonderful bloom it would be 🙂
Aw, thank you, C.
Just what we’ve been doing this last week. Well, my husband. I’ve been relegated to tearing out the weeds that grow between the brick pathway. Love the precision of this haiku.
Victoria, thank you! That was me yesterday morning, too. Weeding. My least favorite chore, actually.