You came back
As promised
My heart filling
With delight
At the sightsight of you
What a sweet surprise
To gaze up at your magnificence
And see your radiant bulbous face
Staring back at me
This is going to be
A most wonderful summer
Of sunshine and splendo
While watering my sunflowers’glorious towering stocks I found this beauty peeking from the back row clamoring for my attention. What a surprise and a sweet reminder of my journey with them last year. It was my way of dealing with my dad’s death and feeling him close to me. It was also a most wonderful way to “live poetry” by watching their cycle and comparing it to my own
I live poetry challenge for you: Watch a life cycle of something from beginning to end. It doesn’t have to be flowers or even plants..maybe butterflies or turtled or kids. Record it by drawing or writing or pictures. It is the act of recording in some way and comparing and contrasting it to your own that keeps you present and observant…looking at things in a new way.
Writing Wings For You 
August 5, 2016 at 3:33 pm
They were lovely words and the sentient behind resonated with me since I have recently lost my dad, well last November. I have grown sunflowers they are such magnificent flowers that do their own thing and fascinating when they lean and follow the sun we found. Your sweet ode and gesture I think to your dad was beautiful, and that’s why I am here today basically, to write again as he wanted me to – I had given it up. You have a lovely blog, varied.
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August 5, 2016 at 6:45 pm
Anita, thank you for sharing this with me. It’s nice to meet kindred spirits. That’s precisely why I fell in love with Sunflowers, because they not only remind me of my Dad, but their lovely way of being. I LOVE the sun too! I’m glad you are back to writing. I feel it’s such a creative and healing tool. Thanks for visiting. I have a feeling we’ll meet again.
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August 5, 2016 at 6:46 pm
I hope so. And it was my pleasure.
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