Midweek Motif - PU
when the storms hit hard
when gloom darkens the horizon
someone will write words
words which make you smile
words which make you laugh
soft words of comfort
which soak up tears
sometimes you are thrown
a bouquet - a gift of
beautifully arranged syntax
like full blown poppies
magically appearing
when you need them most
the little things of no moment
which remain with us
providing a reason
to keep on giving
to keep on writing
This is lovely!! Such a deep & profound piece :D
ReplyDeleteSo we should be thankful for the hard-hitting storms, right? ;)
ReplyDeleteabsolutely beautiful poem
ReplyDeletehave a nice Wednesday
much love
So true. Beautifully written.
ReplyDeletebeautiful..
ReplyDeleteOh this is wonderful - that bouquet of words that comes just at the right moment. I love this!
ReplyDelete'someone will write words' ~~ and we are the fortunate beneficiaries.
ReplyDeleteto keep on giving
ReplyDeleteto keep on writing........ I agree
Oh this is so beautiful. Makes me love poetry even more.
ReplyDeletePoems as tissues, hugs, bouquets-- when the poem fits the moment, it lights up my life. Nice!
ReplyDeleteMay bouquets always be thrown your way Rall.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Egg. And may you keep throwing them to us.
ReplyDeleteLovely comments. Thank you everyone !
ReplyDeleteA most authentic view of poetry!
ReplyDeleteThose poppies have a resilience to the storms don't they?
ReplyDeletePoetry is always good for the sunny and stormy days. Thanks Rall for the reminder.
Loved this one, Rall! The "bouquet of syntax" image will stay with me for a very long time :-)
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