poppy will bloom soon
now the buds are tightly clenched
time will loosen them
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2022
Carmela has this week’s Poetry Friday Roundup at Teaching Authors.
Edited to add…
Yesterday morning was cloudy and drizzly. As I cleaned oak flowers out of the garden beds, I turned a corner, saw this, and literally said out loud, “Well, hello there!” At the base of the plant were the three prickly bud covers that had been shrugged off or thrown off when the poppy…popped. Let us remember that when our hearts are clenched tightly against the world, there will come a time when we’re ready to throw off our shell and blaze again with glory, in spite of everything.
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Your poem and prose bloom beautifully together! Here’s to blazing with glory “in spite of everything.”
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I’m ready to bust out a bloom, myself! Thank you!
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‘Well, hello there!” Your poem pops with promise, Mary Lee. 🙂
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Your “blazing bright” poppy tossing off those
petals seems a good metaphor for our world-filled-problems, thanks for your hopeful words and images Mary Lee!
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Oh, aren’t those popped papavers gorgeous. It gets too warm for mine to last long but I adore their brilliant colors and the little knotty, conflicted buds from which they burst. Definitely all kinds of metaphor.
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Was marveling at the gorgeous bud photo and then WOW! the beautiful bloom floored me. Perfect metaphor. Love “time will loosen them.”
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Love this beauty!
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Your poppy popped leading to an inspirational message for the world. Love this, Mary Lee. I am wondering if I can add your beauty both closed and open to my Poetryliscious Gallery Padlet since I have not organized the gallery yet?
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Sure! I’d be honored!
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Will start on combining the photos with the poem! Thanks for joining in.
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I combined the photos and added your poem and thoughts. See padlet at https://padlet.com/cvarsalona/q1uymnafyupx3w8c. Thank you.
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It turned out beautifully! Thank you for including me!
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Beautiful & uplifting metaphor, Mary Lee. My “prickly” poppies are up, no buds yet! They are amazing, yes? Love your “time will loosen them”!
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How wonderful that you saw the before and the after! Thanks for sharing them with us! And thank you for your hopeful words!
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That poppy has perfect Poetry Friday timing. Yay!
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I talk to things in nature too. Lately, Gertrude the Groundhog has been entertaining me on my nightly walks. Trudy knows Gladys the heron as they live in the same neighborhood. Really, I totally get, “Well hello, there!” Such a great meditation on those poppy shells.
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Wow, terrific poem and images, Mary Lee! And Cusp feels like a perfect title.
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Popping poppies are the best. I love your haiku and the photos too. Thank you.
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Oh I love this so much! I have been on peony bloom watch this week. I noticed this morning they had burst open. Must go take another picture!
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Love it, Mary Lee!
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