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flowers surrender…
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hushed in restful dormancy,
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dreaming of Summer.
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So beautiful. Flowers surrender to the inevitable, no fighting what is, just a quiet time in which to dream. Lovely and so peaceful.
ty Sis, there is beauty in Winter if we choose to see it…..
My phone screen is so small I cant make out what these trees are..
oh they’re not trees omatatjuan, they are Hydrangea flowers in late fall.
ME TOO !
haha, the metaphors are thick in this poem!
🙂
I’m in haiku heaven. This is absolutely gorgeous!!
and i’m in writer’s heaven after reading your wonderful praise Noora, ty.
i’m beginning to explore the more traditional definitio nof the Haiku form,
and i’m finding it quite soothing to write, almost meditative.
I still haven’t written one single haiku, but one day I will. 🙂
Lovely haiku….hydrangeas are my favorites. So beautiful. 🙂 Thank you for blessing my chilly day.
ty, Skye….the whole family of Hydrangea are a marvel, climbing Hydrangea is a must have in my garden. i especially appreciate how the huge flowers look when the are dried.
Love this, so peaceful and lovely in feeling.
ty Chess, what a brief reprieve in the cold weather will do for my outlook! lol!…honestly i imagined what it might be like being a flower, sleeping the deep sleep of Winter, dreaming of Summer like i am!
ty Chess, i was imaging myself a flower, sleeping the deep sleep of Winter. i would certainly be dreaming of Summer, as i already am!
It was really lovely, and to dream of summer…. Right now I am a little wistful for Christmas in NewYork, remembering years with snow and all the beautiful lights in the city.
well ty Chess, i will always dream of Summer. you know, this and your last
reply about leaving NY after 9/11 are piquing my curiosity, are you moving back?
No, I miss it but with chronic illness, the winters would be too rough on me. I do get nostalgic around the holidays though! Do you ever miss it?
oh, i didn’t realize you were ill Chess, i’m sorry to hear that. and NY
is rarely the environment to live in when we are battling illness.
in retrospect, what i miss the most is the street life, the people watching,
the live theatre right before our eyes. no other city campares to NY quite that way.
I so agree with you, New York is just so alive!!! There’s no place like it. I miss the lights at Christmas and music in the streets and good delis. And don’t be sorry Scott, I have some chronic illness but I don’t let it rule me so life is good 😉
heh, when i moved to Chicago almost 25 years ago, i could rarely find a pizzeria that sold slices or a deli that sold sandwiches. compared to NY, this town was a wasteland if you were food lover, unless of course if you liked hot dogs, hamburgers and whole deep dish pizza pies. actually, now that i think about it, i also miss the street vendors. do you remember lunchtime on 6th Ave, when the sidewalks were choked with food carts.
what i wouldn’t give for an old fashioned potato knish, split with a little mustard! lol
Ooh, a fellow New York foodie, I haven’t had a knish in years!!! Can you imagine my culture shock when I moved to California and there were no hot dogs on the streets? And then I met vegans, LOL….
Hydrangeas are pretty, as is your Haiku (hugs)
i’m a Hydrangea devotee Jen, the the enormous variety, the colors and texture, the subtle scent…i could go on and on….and ty Jen, Hugs back ‘atcha!
they take me back to my childhood
I have never grown them but I remember in my parents garden in one house in particular, the purples and blues and pink hues ~ you are welcome ~ smiles
1st- I love the name of your blog….2nd beautiful words…inspiring
i’m so sorry f4isher, WP placed your wonderful comment in the spam file for some reason
and i just found it. ty and ty very much for taking the time to read my words.i lucked out
on the blog name, it was the title to a surprise poem i wrote my partner on our 10th anniversary
and when i signed up it was available.
There is beauty all around no matter the season, if we choose to see it. 🙂
there certainly is Melanie, i’m trying real hard not to succumb to my usual Winter glumness.
I love this one
ty Dawn, this one has been a few days in the writing,
i kinda’ like it too.
I’ve wondered about that– Personally I believe they already KNOW there’ll be Spring, summer etc… they are designed with that intrinsic knowing ~ Ok, I meditate too much. Faithfully your friend ~Debbie
oh, of course your’s right, from a scientific standpoint. they do know.
but i couldn’t help Humanizing them with some personal metaphors! lol!
magnifique… I love your hydrangeas, mine are already faded and dry…
my very best, tons of inspiration and sunny greetings, cheers! 🙂 Mélanie – Toulouse, France, “old Europe”…
hi Melanie and a very warm welcome from very cold Chicago! lol!
Toulouse is one of the cities i really must see, i regret not
making trip when i visited Paris years ago. Hydrangea are wonderful
flowers, every variety is so distinctive. i’m especially fond of
climbing Hydrangea, that saucer size white flower is simply magnificent!
i have to ty so much for reading so much of my poetry, what a gift to wake
up to so many email notifications from you. you really made my day!