From Temple to Bloom

The temple bell stops, but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers. ~ Matsuo Basho



A temple bell pours
its echo into the wind
to turn the soul
toward silence.


Before earth
drinks the sound
flower petals gather
brass notes to feed
hope when rain
clouds are empty.

©Susie Clevenger 2019

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Comments

Ellecee said…
This is lovely, I especially like “to feed hope when rain clouds are empty “ 💕
April 18, 2019 at 7:38 AM
brudberg said…
I love the strength of the brass sound to the soil.
April 18, 2019 at 8:44 AM
Sanaa Rizvi said…
The idea of flower petals gathering brass notes to feed hope when rain clouds are empty is just so striking! Unforgettable write, Susie 💞
April 18, 2019 at 9:54 AM
Fireblossom said…
Why Susie, you're a Texas mystic! ;-)

Loved this prompt, as i do all of yours.
April 18, 2019 at 11:16 AM
Ron. said…
Y'nailed it, Ms Clevenger!
April 18, 2019 at 11:54 AM
Jim said…
Those "flower petals " are sooo optimistic. Wish I would, I'm forever making Plan B preparations. Sounds nice, Susie. Finally I finished and came running here to see how the prompter had responded. I like it.
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April 18, 2019 at 2:16 PM
Herotomost said…
You are always one of my favorites. It has been such a pleasure to see you grow over the last few years. Your writing is impeccable, and your presence is a must. Awesome write.
April 18, 2019 at 4:44 PM
Rosemary Nissen-Wade said…
Beautiful – and although not haiku (nor purporting to be) they have the flavour of haiku.
April 18, 2019 at 7:20 PM
tonispencer said…
Love this. Almost has a Japanese feel to it.
April 18, 2019 at 9:57 PM
Kerry O'Connor said…
I love how the poem can be read both literally and figuratively - a beautiful but poignant scene.
April 19, 2019 at 2:41 AM
Kim M. Russell said…
I love that the first stanza starts with a temple bell pouring its echo into the wind and the second has earth drinking the sound. The gap between the stanzas is like the time between a lightning flash and the sound of thunder!
April 19, 2019 at 5:49 AM
purplepeninportland.com said…
A haiku sense to this beautiful poem.
April 19, 2019 at 7:45 PM
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