Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
“I have been thinking about living like the lilies that blow in the fields.”- Lilies, by Mary Oliver
I have been thinking I’d like to be a dandelion that has no home
roaming free on the sultry breeze until I find some fertile loam
And when I land in a soft emerald pasture, I’ll take root and stay
spending my days as an innocent child, joyous and amazed
I’ll raise my bright lemon face to meet the healing light,
I’ll let the bees gather golden pollen as they swarm and dive
I’ll watch the peacock butterflies flit from bloom to bloom
tasting the brilliant jeweled wildflowers, gone all too soon
But me I’ll still be standing in the hot sun, changing and
rearranging into a luminous white capped one
One day a summer gust will come, and my seeds will ascend
and I’ll float with an air of laissez-faire on the mysterious wind,
until I find a place to play and spread my thirsty roots again
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads: Open a Book Day 10
Love. ❤
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Thank you!
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So lovely! I have always liked dandelions. 🙂
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Thank you! Me too. 😊
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I like seeing our lawn covered in dandelions!
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Ah! Such glorious imagery and environment — I felt such a sense of calm and peace reading your words.
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Thank you Anmol.
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Oh I love this one, Linda. I’ve had a love affair with Dandelions and Violets since very early childhood. I saw a white hatted Dandelion last week in a flower bed full of roses and other flowers. Some gardener let it live for us kids.BTW, I saw your check-in at NaProWriMo below me, about 2 hours ahead.
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Another dandelion lover- marvelous! This is my second year for NaPoWriMo- enjoying it so far!
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I honestly don’t know why some people hate dandelions so much. I’d rather have a lawn full of dandelions and clover than just grass any day.
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Yes, I agree!
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Our essence moves on and turns up all kinds of places. Being a dandy is not a bad thing to be!
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Not at all! Thank you.
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Oh, another dandelion poem! I love the freedom, the bright shining glory of this poem!
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Thank you Susie!
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Oh gosh this is utterly beautiful, Linda! 😀 Especially adore; “I’ll watch the peacock butterflies flit from bloom to bloom tasting the brilliant jeweled wildflowers.”❤️
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Thank you Sanaa!
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Fantastic! I’ve always had a thing for dandelions 🙂
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Thank you. Apparently there’s a lot of us who do!
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Hooray for dandelions! I’ve loved them since childhood too. And now they are very important, being also loved by the bees, whom we must try to prevent from going extinct.
Your lovely poem has a very Mary Oliver touch about it. 🙂
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Thank you Rosemary. I am touched by your kind words.
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I love the ending, the promise of growth and flourishing anew… just yummy.
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Thank you Magaly!
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Thanks for your post. This poem calms me. For some reason I wish I were a dandelion.
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I think we all do at times
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Wow! You are truly in a groove! I loved this!!! Another candidate for your “Best of Linda List”! Bellissimo, My Dear, Bellissimo!
xoxoxo
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Ahhh Chuck, you are so encouraging- Thank you! xoxoxo
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Hey, I love your words!! This one has actually inspired me! I hope it turns out well enough to share!! Isn’t encouragement part of the Friendship Pledge? LOL!
xoxoxo
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Yes, it certainly is!
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet and commented:
Come enjoy this wonderful read!
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Thank you my friend.
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Happily lost in this, an evocation of lightness and freedom for me.
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Thank you so much.
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Most welcome.
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Reblogged this on davidbruceblog #2.
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Thank you!
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