Essence of This Afternoon | 5 Minute Freewrite, Day 111
Barely can I put words
to the essence of
this afternoon
She strolled through her
mother's garden, wistfully
stopping often
To smell the flowers,
brush the grass with
her palm
I came to her quietly
humbly in the
hot sun
"Ma'am, may I join you?"
Bashful, hopeful, hopeless
"Yes, Tom"
We walked in silence,
her short stride slowing us
to a hum
Bees buzzed, sweat dripped
Flowers sang a
gentle hymn
Bold as ever, though not
by confidence if
only on a whim
"Would you tell me
the story of this flower,
if I sit."
Nod, smile, and she
plucks a bud, for us
And begins.
While I did not include the word dream in today's freewrite, the theme inspired my choice in an impressionist painting to be the visual illustration of my poetic story. Impressionism's thick, noticeable brush strokes, muddled colors and muted tones evoke a dreamy perspective of subject-matter.
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This was a wonderful story and such a happy feeling 😊 love the picture and flowers are just the best and to be surrounded by them and enjoy the smell is like a dream 😉
Well written my friend!
This is a heartwarming poem. I love the idea that it was inspired by Renoir's impressionist painting. Hope to see more of your works in my feed! Cheers :)
Very creative! Love Impressionism.
This is a lovely little story. It lets on just enough to imagine the feelings of the characters, but not too much to spoil the fun of imagining.
It also makes me realize how much I long for some warm spring strolls.
Here in Michigan, we just learned that we may be getting another 10" of snow starting tomorrow.
Oh well, seasons change eventually.
Thanks for sharing.
Oh no, that's a lot of snow! Thinking about picking flowers gave my brain a reprieve from winter. ☃️
One thing I enjoy is picking flowers with my princesses. Not so much to pick the flowers, but to see the smiles that form when they find one they like.
💓 Please excuse me while I go dry my face.
Oh! This tugged at my heart. This bit especially:
"Would you tell me
the story of this flower,
if I sit."
Beautiful.
Very well done, beautiful words, plus Renoir paintwork, great post.