Drooping But Still Standing

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  Ditch Flower

My mind is like the flowers in the ditch
beautiful and trying to grow
but impeded by the dust covering it
trucks drive by spewing gravel and dust
leaving before you see the dust settle
before you see the aftermath clobber me
the haze of dust chokes me, makes it hard to take in the sun
you don’t even know you’ve stunted my growth
here I am standing, yet swaying under the weight
I look green and in my prime however
I can’t exchange air or sunlight for life
I need rain to pour down and wash away
the breadcrumbs of being rushed and angry
the marks of your leaving for paved road
coats every leaf of my existence
every petal questions the energy being used to untwist
if I’ll be smothered by indifference
forgotten by a line of trucks able to roam
why give you my colors, my display of brilliance
ignoring the pattern of my dress left me
feeling like unwanted blades of grass
If a coyote would only brush past
and knock some of the dirt off of me
so that I could breathe and shine and grow again
blooming down in the ditch is troublesome
you think I’m a weed to be forgotten
when really I was a seed spilled at the wrong moment
I was meant for a garden, I was meant to be loved
by a grandmother, herself forgotten by a husband
but I never got where I was going
I got left in the wrong dirt and now I bloom for strangers
     7-23-2017
 
 
I hope you’ve all enjoyed your week and your summer. I hope you’ve managed to shake off the dust and bloom where you are. This is the long poem I promised you. It is my newest poem.

 

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2014 Senryu

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a new me
my sunburn has peeled
July 2014

 

The picture above was taken in 2014. It is hard to find pictures of me by myself so here is one of me and my husband.

I don’t know why I haven’t shared all of my 2014 haiku with you guys, but I haven’t. I tried to go back through my old haiku in April, which is National Poetry Month and share all of the haiku that I had been too scared to share. Some of it I hadn’t shared because I was waiting for a good post, or a cute story to go with it and it never came so I shared without words. Leave me a comment and tell me if you prefer posts with just the poems and no words.

Three Minutes to Midnight

full moon,moon on a clear night,glowing moon,

constant ticking
three minutes to midnight
no one told the moon

January 27, 2016

 

 

 

The New Year will arrive soon!
Be safe. I challenge you to make 1 New Year’s Resolution. Maybe you need to write more, maybe you need to read more. You definitely have growing to do. Decide which areas you want to grow in.

What I learned about God from growing flowers.

If you look through these photos you will see a progression. It is the same progression that we go through with God. First, we are small weak vines and we need a branch to support us. Just like my moonflower vine. As we grow and get stronger we manage to grow flowers and we look good.

Then God cuts us. And it doesn’t seem to make sense.

But after we recover, we can grow stronger in our roots or at our base. After I prune my moonflower vine, it puts out more flowers. Instead of growing in a hundred directions and making no fruit, it thickens up and produces beautiful results. Look at all of the extra blooms in the bottom photos.

The last photo is a photo of the seed pod. We can only produce fruit after we mature and go through pruning and redirecting from God. I realized this one day while I was cutting back my vine.

I added 2 haiku in with the photos.

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does the moonflower

think about its tendrils

as it climbs the trellis

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not wanting to be
judged in the harsh light of day
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The Quote about being Strong

You never know how strong you are until being strong is the only choice you have. -Unknown

This is a quote that has been copied and shared all across the internet, but I would like to know who said it. It is very true. I have found out what strength really looks like this year.

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This Morning I Found Horns

rays of the sun,sunbeams,sun rays,rising sun,sunrise,
 

Becoming the Dragon
I exfoliated
I bought the best lotion
but the scaly patches
did not leave my soft back
yesterday I coughed smoke
this morning I found horns
my body found defense
I am growing stronger

 
 
This was written for a FieryVerse prompt. I did not put it in the Dark Poems category because it is a poem about hope. It is about finding your strength and accepting it in whatever forms it comes in.

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How people grow.

We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations. -Anais Nin

I once thought that people could only grow more mature, but I don’t think that is true anymore. I agree that we get pulled in different directions as we grow older.

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When We Fully Bloom

As long as we are persistent in our pursuit of our deepest destiny, we will continue to grow. We cannot choose the day or time when we will fully bloom. It happens in its own time. –Denis Waitley

 

How true this is. We can strive for greatness and try to grow into something great, but it happens when it is meant to happen.

Anti-matter on Day 28 of #NaPoWriMo

  Tree

If we

are not pruned how

how will we grow taller

we will only grow fatter if

not cut.

 

So you usually think of anti-matter being as being something mystical or powerful, but if the definition of anti-matter is anything that is not matter, that opens up the playing field. Today was the last Two for Tuesday for the 2015 April PAD Challenge. The prompt was to write a poem about matter and/or a poem about anti-matter. I tried again, to do a two-in-one. What do you think?

 

tree branches,tree with no leaves,dicidous tree

Even During Winter

digging up roots
there is nonstop growth underground
*even during winter

 

*I have anxiety, it does not have me.
When I write about winter, I am writing about hard times. Whether I am speaking of: a woman’s difficulty having a child, or depression, or another season, winter equals hard in my poetry.

I know it is now Spring; I wrote this poem just last month for National Haiku Writing Month and didn’t want to wait to share it until next Winter.

roots of moss, flower root

Sapling Haiku

 saplings, bradford pear and hollyhocks

pruning the sapling

so that he will grow taller

pain produces growth

 

I hope you didn’t miss my post on Saturday. If you did go here to read about how I am participating in National Blog Posting Month. Basically I am posting  to my blog once a day for 30 days. It will be all poems except on Friday and Saturday; those days I will share one of my favorite quotes or some music lyrics with you. Are you participating in #NaBloPoMo ?

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A quote on growth.

All change is not growth; as all movement is not forward. -Ellen Glasgow

 

 

Be intentional about how you’re growing as a person.