"Blowing Amid the Gloaming" ~ a Poem by Duncan Cary Palmer
"The dandelion's pallid tube
Astonishes the grass,
And winter instantly becomes
An infinite alas."
- Emily Dickinson -
I'm once more responding to @jayna's 50 word challenge...
This time, with a 50 word bit of ephemeral fantasy, a dollop of poetic fiction.
NOTE: Please visit @jayna's 50 word story writing challenge here for the background of what drew this particular work of fiction out of me.
By the way, there were just too many beautifully appropriate images to choose from for this piece... I so appreciate the photographers who have shared them!
And, thank you again, Jayna!
Blowing Amid the Gloaming
Image courtesy of Smile Su and http://unsplash.com
How powerful is your imagination?
Could you possibly imagine yourself as a sentient dandelion seed?
Prepare your mind...
Blowing Amid the Gloaming
Image courtesy of Dawid Zawiła and http://unsplash.com
Blowing Amid the Gloaming
by Duncan Cary Palmer
Blowing amid the gloaming,
demonstrating that freedom is king,
we dandelion seeds come soaring,
swirling on windborne wings.
Tiny, fleecy prophets,
emerging like magic in spring,
our bright yellow spawn
gaily decorate lawns,
springing up in the dawns,
brewing wine for the fauns.
What joy to be free, living things!
Bright yellow spawn gaily decorate lawns...
Image courtesy of Guillaume Bolduc and http://unsplash.com
~FIN~
Springing up in the dawns...
Image courtesy of Natalia Luchanko and http://unsplash.com
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Poetry has this feature, identified time ago by Freud, of leading us through so many paths: "Everywhere I go I find a poet has been there before me."
Your poem, through that line about freedom, and the beuatiful descriptions, made me remember Tennyson's poem. And the fact that if we could understand a flower, we would know what the man and the world is.
Thank you so much for your very kind words...
A simple flower brining so much joy.. or sneezes:-)
Now you have me thinking of Paul Simon's "Alergies..." ;)
Very nicely done @creatr. a poem to the dandelion. That is in a way spiritual. We do not normally think of this flower/weed as special. Yet you have beautifully exalted it The least of these are the greatest. Thanks for the moment.
Hey, Troy, thanks for your sweet reactions... :D
Really well done, you brough the humble little dandelion to life with great aplomb..
Thank you so much! :D
The humble Dandelion - filled with amazing health benefits!!
Have you written about them? ;)
Hahaha noo I haven't but I am researching herbs and their benefits a little at the moment so when I know more maybe I will :)
You go, girl! ;)
Great poetry @creatr I hope your poetry will be selected.
Thanks.
Welcome @creatr
Absolutely true.
:)
Really beautiful, I like the last few lines, they have good rhythm while reading it out loud, rolls out of tongue easily ^^
Thank you!
I was hoping it would be read out loud... :D
Not too many people use "gloaming" anymore. I first heard it used watching the Walton's and Will Geer (Grandpa Walton) used it. Nice work.
Thanks. I'm a bit of a philologist... ;)
the weeds belong - they're simply unloved flowers, beautiful in their own way
Yes! :D