….
We stretch,
sketch the sky gray
employ the wind
and screen our snow
-berry branches
from the silent roar
of the vast
meadow.
The story of the grasses
leaves us stout-stemmed
and twisted,
a strong
bent contrivance.
There is sight
-seeing in a daisy, where
….we
are a cluster of in
……-digo ivy adaptations
stealing the sun
and shun
………..-ning shade.
March roars in,
terrible and tawny.
We zigzag, swallow
shallow thorns.
…….
Written for a fun botanical word/phrase list over at Toads. Come play!
Well done…I love your poem and the ending well reminds me of the lion’s teeth ;D
I want to steal the sun!
“March roars in,
terrible and tawny.”
I love that. This is a beautiful piece!
“Sketch the sky grey.” Loved that. Oh, the impatience of spring!
Wow! you made excellent use of both words and phrases. I especially loved this section:
we
are a cluster of in
-digo ivy adaptations
stealing the sun
and shun
-ning shade.
Many thanks for your contribution to our Real Toads prompt. These words have inspired many amazing poems.
March really can be terrible and tawny
Thank you so much, Ladies. I have LOVED everyone’s contributions to this list prompt.
Love the word& line breaks ~ Thanks so much for the challenging words De ~
Cheers ~
What a wonderful piece you created from the word list. Each line is a jewel. Thank you so much for the challenge.
so, essentially, some people are determined to grow, petal, and poem into sensational being, even before the snow melts, even if it seems it is not their time; they will shine, defying shade and sinister forces trying to bury them beneath white coal, winter, and ice
“We zigzag, swallow
shallow thorns.” What a way to end the poem!
Love that “sight-seeing in a daisy!!” I really wanted to play, too much going on–life really gets in the way of poetry sometimes–that was a great list!!
March roars in.- certainly has done here and its not great
Thank you all for the kind comments.