22 Apr 2011

Seed Of An Idea

Negative
grows from positive;
sweep brush head's
created
as an artist embraces
dandelion dreams.

This has been produced for Day #22 at Writer's Island.
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15 comments:

  1. vivinfrance22 April 2011 at 08:13

    Don't talk to me about dandelions! We're awash with them. Intriguing poem, though.

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  2. Stan Ski22 April 2011 at 08:37

    Great opening thought.

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  3. Iself22 April 2011 at 08:57

    3 cheers for writing about dandelion, a severely underrated flower :)

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  4. Andy Sewina22 April 2011 at 10:57

    Dead good! I love Dandelions too!!

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  5. jabblog22 April 2011 at 14:34

    Very pretty! I like dandelions - such bright, cheery flowers, but they can be a pest. We once made dandelion wine. We had three slaves at the time so it was relatively easy to pick enough to make wine. We all had yellow hands but none of us wet the bed that night.

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  6. Elizabeth22 April 2011 at 15:19

    I used to simply ignore dandelions, until I met Gwendolyn Brooks who called herself one. It made a world of difference,

    Elizabeth

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  7. brenda w22 April 2011 at 15:19

    Cool! I love the picture, too. This is clever, Jinksy!

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  8. flaubert22 April 2011 at 16:52

    Love the opening to this, Jinksy. Quite a pretty poem.

    Pamela

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  9. Dr. Pearl Ketover Prilik (PKP)22 April 2011 at 21:43

    I so enjoy dandelion dreams...although the do have that tendency of blowing away to dance on any passing breeze.... Sweet poem

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  10. Anonymous22 April 2011 at 23:34

    I like dandelions and I like what you did here. Turning a negative into a positive is my husband's favourite thing to do.

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  11. Ron.23 April 2011 at 00:38

    ...and they're delicious, dipped and cooked in egg bater like french toast. Yum the flower AND the poem.

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  12. Ron.23 April 2011 at 00:39

    batter

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  13. Gloria23 April 2011 at 03:32

    I am falling in love with your poetic voice. This is just lovely.

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  14. Carolina23 April 2011 at 16:20

    Okay, I can pretend that I understand the poem, but that would be silly ;-)
    In Dutch dandelions are called paardebloemen. And a 'paard' is a horse. So I just have to like dandelions. But not in the borders. I don't mind a few of them in the grass ;-)

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  15. Judy Roney24 April 2011 at 00:25

    I love dandelions. Probably because we don't have them here. Lovely soft poem.

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