Weeds Into Whimsy


Silent tufts seed the wind
where sky and cloud
sort weeds into whimsy.

Floating as far as dreams
they seek a resting place
to defy impossible.

Soon yellow dandelions will
polka dot earth urging little hands
to tuck love into a bouquet.

©Susie Clevenger 2015

(Image ~ Shutterstock)

Comments

Sumana Roy said…
so nice to see you here Susie...."Floating as far as dreams / they seek a resting place / to defy impossible."..this stanza is as beautiful as an exquisite dream and really feel ecstatic imagining them coming down polka dotting the Earth...
May 27, 2015 at 11:19 PM
Vandana Sharma said…
beautiful and mesemerising
May 28, 2015 at 2:31 AM
Sanaa Rizvi said…
I loved how peaceful & serene this poem was :D you paint quite a beautiful picture!

Lots of love,
Sanaa
May 28, 2015 at 5:17 AM
Susan said…
Here it is! I love the transformation of weeds into whimsy. Let us continue to "defy impossible."
May 28, 2015 at 7:06 AM
Sherry Blue Sky said…
I love sky and cloud sorting weeds into whimsy!!!! And the little hands tucking love into a bouquet. Beautiful writing, Susie.
May 28, 2015 at 9:42 AM
Maude Lynn said…
Love this, Susie!
May 28, 2015 at 11:23 AM
Mary said…
This is very, very touching. And yes, how those little hands find those dandelions....and don't they make a glorious bouquet?
May 28, 2015 at 2:30 PM
Anonymous said…
Which mommy doesn't love a weed bouquet picked with love? Beautiful lines :)
May 28, 2015 at 3:31 PM
Myrna R. said…
Loved your words here and the dreamy feel of the poem. And a weed bouquet is precious, like you last stanza.
May 28, 2015 at 6:06 PM
Jae Rose said…
What a beautiful piece - one to really get swept along with with in the magic of the clouds and seeds...
May 29, 2015 at 8:21 AM
De Jackson said…
Love this. Of course, I love all things whimsy. ;) Love the idea of them being "sorted." So great.
May 29, 2015 at 11:01 AM
Gen Giggles said…
All those wishes made into nothing more than a simple child's bouquet.
May 30, 2015 at 2:19 PM
Susmit said…
What an imagery, you painted it so well......Beautifully weaved!
May 30, 2015 at 3:04 PM
Intelliblog said…
What wonderful word images in this lovely, gossamer-like poem. I love the image of dandelions polka-dotting the meadows.
June 3, 2015 at 12:43 AM
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