Give her an audacious heart.
A quiet spot for noisy bones.
A stone
to throw softly
or un
………-throw.
Give her the sting of her own
salt, a stum
-bled place to start,
…a slant of sun
a nook of shade,
nestled in the garden of broken
…………..and grace.
Give her a book of her own
spilling, a tiny throne to ting it from,
a willing soul
………and a foldable stage.
..
Prompted by Toads.
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Yes! And give it to me, too.
Perfectly spilled…I love so much but if I had to play favorites:
“a slant of sun
a nook of shade,
nestled in the garden of broken
…………..and grace.”
So love this!
I love how you wove both titles in here. And how you summed everything up so well in your final lines.. Oh for a book, throne and foldable stage.
Hee hee. Is this poem about me? 🙂
“salt, a stum
-bled place to start” … That “s-tum” makes me think of Tums and stomach ulcers (which I used to have awful pain from). So here, these are bleeding ulcers, which somebody poured salt on. 😦
I especially love the first two lines.
Oooh I adore this ❤ ❤
“noisy bones” Yes!
Love this, I want that place 🙂 So clever to weave the two titles together and create this poem.
Give her an audacious heart……yes,please
I LOVE this so much, especially love your title…..and the garden of broken and grace.
A foldable stage the best kind. So creative. Thanks. k.
“-bled place to start”
“nestled in the garden of broken
…………..and grace.”
Love how you slipped those in there. The audacity of that first line 😉 Nicely done!
Oh, I need it also…This is so beautiful.
All wonderful, the perfect set of equipment – but for some reason I am especially enchanted by that foldable stage.
Oh I think you have found the cure… a perfect poem for the weekend (if also he could get the same)
I love so many wonderful lines in this but my favorite is “A willing soul and a foldable stage”…a lovely and fun write for a writers heart. 🙂