Wednesday 12 February 2014

dandelion day

the day was a, terribly . . . 
good, 
dandy day.

it rained down . . .  
in sunbeams, 
all sad thoughts away.

and no one spoke . . .  
without, 
a nice thing to say.

we all were in chains . . .  
from, 
our heads to our toes:

dandelion bright crowns . . .
and 
big yellow bows.

today was so awful . . .  
sweet – 
magical, too.

we puff puffed . . .  
on puff balls: 
and wishes came true.


note:  the prompt from Poetry Jam, this week was “Dandelions”.  Dandelion Chains and Dandelion Crowns are made by weaving the stems together.  Children - most everywhere (where there are dandelions) I suspect - believe that if you blow on a dandelion puff ball and scatter the seeds, your wish will come true.

photos:  dandelion wishes (photo and ink sketch) – W. Bourke
 
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20 comments:

  1. Brian Miller12 February 2014 at 16:34

    ha. fun play with the words...awful and terrible surely....this made me smile...dream and wish on....

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    1. Wendy Bourke12 February 2014 at 17:35

      Playing around with words is such fun. It literally carries me away - kind of like a challenging crossword puzzle, perhaps.

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  2. Unknown12 February 2014 at 16:50

    love where you divided the sentences! I still make those wishes when I find a dandelion!

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    1. Wendy Bourke12 February 2014 at 17:37

      I've been time-travelling back, quite a bit today - remembering dandelion wishes.

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  3. Mary12 February 2014 at 17:10

    I like the idea of raining in sunbeams and all sad thoughts away. Wouldn't that be wonderful if that could really be...as well as puffing on puff balls?? If only this could make wishes come true as well. It is nice to be able to dream. No harm in that.

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    1. Wendy Bourke12 February 2014 at 17:38

      If only wishing made it so . . . though it doesn't hurt to try. Smiles.

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  4. rebecca12 February 2014 at 17:11

    Like a child's poem. So sweet. I liked the rhythm of it also....

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    1. Wendy Bourke12 February 2014 at 17:40

      Thanks, Rebecca. When I saw that the prompt was about dandelions, my thoughts immediately went in the direction of a children's poem. Lots of childhood dandelion memories, I suppose.

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  5. Kathe W.12 February 2014 at 17:41

    chains of dandelions...what a lovely image!
    dang- I hate having to prove I am not a robot! Cheers!

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  6. Wendy Bourke12 February 2014 at 17:48

    Thanks Kathe. Does my blog do the robot thing? I didn't know. I'll look into that when my tech support staff (aka son) pops by.

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  7. Laurie Kolp12 February 2014 at 19:17

    So sweet, Wendy... made me smile.

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  8. Jennifer Wagner12 February 2014 at 20:21

    Dandelions get kind of a bad rap, I secretly, or not so secretly, love them. This piece made me smile too!

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    1. Wendy Bourke12 February 2014 at 21:16

      I suspect a lot of folks L-O-V-E dandelions. Smiles.

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  9. Gabriella12 February 2014 at 22:08

    I like the positive tone and the power of the blown dandelion which will make our dreams come true!

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  10. Wendy Bourke12 February 2014 at 22:27

    Well, dreams do come true - though exactly what the secret to that is - hmmm - though dandelion puff balls, can't hurt.

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  11. alan170412 February 2014 at 22:34

    Chains of love, all lovingly put together. Love the way it feels of lost childhood days.

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  12. Wendy Bourke12 February 2014 at 23:04

    Dandelion chains of love - what a lovely thought.

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  13. Susan Lindquist13 February 2014 at 07:58

    Ah, those dandy days when we picked perfect dandelions for Mother and puffed the seed balloons out on the breeze! What a lovely bit of nostalgia you've given me, Wendy!

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  14. Wendy Bourke13 February 2014 at 11:59

    "seed balloons" - that a "dandy" bit of wordsmithing, Susan! Cheers.

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