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Thursday, December 11, 2008

Errant Seed

I didn't want to be here
where the shade is deep
and the sun is rare

an unplanned spree
brought me to this site
where I didn't want to be

breezes fail in freshness
nights fill with metal noise
silence is my dream of bliss

nearby hills hold my kin
cedars, pine and royal firs
but here I am in town

where her backyard
dwindles down and
where my taproot sank

Totally Optional Prompt: So, that's your prompt this week: be someone or something else. Write a poem in the voice of whomever or whatever you'd like. Here's your chance to shed your own skin and be someone or something else.

Image created on Bamboo Fun with Adobe Photoshop Elements.



gautami tripathy said...

I like the visual too.

pictures stare, curves are drawn

Quiet Paths said...

I really like this! Wonderful tale and a good lesson in grow where you are planted. The art is lovely too.

Linda Jacobs said...

You never know where the wind will take you! I like the longing in here and the acceptance.

Your poetry just keeps getting better and better!

Also, thanks for visiting my craft blog! I agree that bookstores are the best!

JAWilkinson said...

Lovely poem. The lines are simply done but the isolation and longing are so evocative. I especially liked the last line - the 'taproot' seems synonymous with the heart - the heart of the tree - and the word 'sank' seems to take on a double meaning here. At least to me anyway.

Geraldine said...

You did a great job with this Sue, wonderful! I was drawn into each line as I read.


anthonynorth said...

I'm late getting round this week - had some tech problems.

Anonymous said...

great response to TOP... is this a particular form of poetry>..

totomai said...

and it will be swaying no matter what the direction of the wind will be at

Giggles said...

Love the colorful image, and words! Well done!

Hugs Giggles

storyteller said...

Wonderful response to the prompt and BEAUTIFUL visual ;--)
Hugs and blessings,