IT STARTS WITH A SEED – PROMPT #1
Every garden starts with a seed. A small part of the big picture; a beginning. And so we begin at Poetic Bloomings.
The prompt for this Sunday reflects that idea. Write a “seed” poem. It could literally be a seed of a plant, of an idea that sparks a greater effort. It could be the beginning of a life, or whatever you feel would be the start of something big. Get started. That’s a beginning in itself.
OF DANDELIONS AND MANICURES
One edges, tidies, snips, and trims,
Who knows nothing of dreams and whims.
One scatters dandelion seeds,
Who understands a daydream’s needs.
By Marie Elena
(Dedicated to our mutual friend, *Jerry Walraven [“Chev”], who knows of dandelion fluff and other whimsical wonders. Chev, we are gravely sorry for your loss, and pray for God’s healing comfort.)
** Walt’s poem:
Hearts ablaze in an unquenchable fire.
It is desire of the highest power.
It has been left to burn unattended.
It was a cold ember, a lump of coal
sparked with the excitement of a single touch.
Now burning brightly; love inflamed
by Walt Wojtanik.
Happy poeming to all, and enjoy this “Garden Walk” with us today, every Sunday, and continuing throughout the week.