Poetry Friday: Self Portrait

The prompt on Audrey Gidman’s May Poetry Prompt Calendar for May 20 was “Write a self-portrait poem.” I didn’t get to that one, but May 21 was “Now that you’ve practiced, write another self-portrait poem. Give this one a very long title.” And since one of the items on my to-do list for today was to transplant the trillium that had spread into the grass, my poem was born. I like how the title helps the poem to work on several levels. <wink>

Carol has this week’s Poetry Friday at The Apples In My Orchard.

Next week the roundup will be here, AND it will be time to sign up to host roundups for the rest of the year (July – December)!

17 thoughts on “Poetry Friday: Self Portrait”

  1. That long title is great! I love the words, “a being.” I like thinking about me/you/anyone as “a being” like the trillium. “taking my chances with/the mower” makes me giggle. What sass before an impending transplant. Bravo.

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  2. Mary Lee, That is a profound poem about the trillium. Mine are finally up in our wooded yard. I love when they appear. We cannot transplant them in Wisconsin (I know – probably too much info. Sorry – just what I know about them.) I planted seeds last year because I wanted them to thrive in my sight (just like you). And, I love the greater meaning behind your poem too. Thanks.

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    1. I would never transplant wildflowers from a forest, but these are ones that have spread from under the oak out into the grass. I just moved them back under the oak to save them from the lawn mower! The ones under the oak are likely there left over from the time when our neighborhood actually WAS a forest — the oaks and hickories around us are giants — likely that old.

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  3. Yes, a great title. Like the sass and sly reference to a higher power and impending transplant. May be political, maybe not . . . 😀

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  4. A wonderfully rich, long title! I have been trying to save passion vine from the mower, but it has become so prolific with the latest rains, I believe it is a survivor.

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  5. Ooh… love the layers– from title to text, Mary Lee. After looking up “trillium images” (yes, I am flower deficient), I marveled about how long it takes the seeds to germinate (two years??) and the incredible 7 yrs it takes for the plant to produce its first flower?? I see a self-portrait (of myself) in this LATE BLOOMER!

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  6. I love both title and poem and all the layering! Trilliums remind me of Pennsylvania and walks along a path called “Trillium Trail” when I was young. Thanks for that trip down Memory Lane, too! Finally, I’m glad you mentioned the next sign up as I was wondering if I’d missed it. I’ll be on the lookout next week!

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  7. Mary Lee, your title is amazing. A bit of unseen powers seems to slip into your title and poem. Being a trillium has ups and downs in life…

    I hope I get in time to add my name to the PF summer to winter calendar.

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  8. Mary Lee, teehee!

    I am thrilled you have trilliums a-runawaying from that oak! You are richly planted.

    And I nodded at the title [covers so much in topics} & and then laughed at your ending. A brilliant layering. This self-portrait poem could be the photo cover & title for a collection of your poetry, methunks.

    TY in advance for half-year signup soon. I’m a dizzy of fastness of this JUNE!

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  9. Love the long title and the word “trillium” which I wasn’t familiar with. It feels timeless and love how it how it has to, as we all do, accept non-agency in so many things. Love the surprise of the ending, too!!!

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