Writing Wings For You

Marie Lukasik Wallace ~ # I LIVE Poetry – I'm passionate about life and writing and all things creative and poetic!


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Sunshine Faces 

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.  


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Goodbyes to my Beloveds

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Why
I passed her bowed head as she started to cry
Trying to console her, I pleaded: but why?
I have nothing to give; I can’t even try
I urged her…open your heart and let it fly
Then companion earth received her lullabies


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A Love Story – Aubade and Helianthus

Helianthus was but a shy seedling when they met

folded up and shut in

But Aubade was tender, patient and caressing

encouraging her to open up

And take in loving energy

She trusted.

He kissed her full on

and showed her loving ways

Her smitten heart fluttered

and soon she followed him

day in….day out

Emboldened to seek him in ways never sought before

for love’s intensity

Not a moment went by when she didn’t seek his light.

Never had she felt so much like a woman.

Standing tall

standing open

Hearts entwined

Souls entwined

The truth of the moment

explored and expressed

She whispered to him,

“I could stay forever in your arms

keep the world away and

your love in.”

They frolicked and danced

all their early days of summer

soaking their love in

In the Autumn of their lives,

Helianthus felt the distance of her lover

she saw him less and less as he sought

the promise of western skies

and new loves.

Then, only one was left in love.

When Aubade left,

her face continued ever seeking

until she could reach his light no more

her knees crumbled

and she fell face down to the ground

h e a r  t     b r o k e n.

Her tombstone read

“She had given all.”

And the earth wept

for her goodness was gone.

A love story of my fabulous sunflowers withering away because their sun has left them.

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More Sunflower Textures

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Hard to capture this because of the angle of the sun, but it reminded me of Salvador Dali…melted face of a sunflower.

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Beautiful  strangers I didn’t plant but arrived.

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These were shook off some, but the stalks and roots are enormous! One stalk was about two inches in diameter!

I will miss these treasures. The last storm, left me only a handful…feels like a summer goodbye…barefoot & my face to the life source.

Today’s contribution to Tuesdays of Texture (de monte y mar).  


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I Live Poetry – Sunflower Metaphors

Sunflowers bloom like crazy!   Little did I know that when I planted sunflowers that I would get GIANT flowers whose enormity takes up my entire garden.  I was hoping for a few sunflowers…but I got them in dozens.  They grew over the top of my solarium.  They shadowed all my vegetables and even killed some plants begging for the sunlight they so graciously took.

But I’m not mad at them…they are GLORIOUS!  Their bulbous faces to the sun.  Their majestic power and strength.  Their ability to bring joy on the most cloudy day.  I love sunflowers for they represent my favorite word in the world: JOY.  Whose face can’t be brightened by the presence of a sunflower?

Now on to the metaphors.  My sunflowers have been through some really tough times.  There have been three hefty storms pushing at them and trying to knock them down.  Currently, some of their faces are to the ground because the last storm hit them so hard, and I need someone to assist in getting them back up.  Even in this adversity, they continue to “shine on.”

I’ve been taking pictures of their various states throughout the summer.  As I pondered on these, I realized they represent metaphors of life.

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The storms knocked this one down and the roots are hanging on by a thread, but this one pursued, draping across the porch and shooting up! (Not an easy feat, but we can all learn something from this)

The middle one is frazzled and lost all his hair, but is still surrounded by his friends holding him up.

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The”different” one in the bunch…not like the others, but”blooming” where its planted.
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Face to the ground…knocked down…but still growing…these lovelies will soon get assistance.

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Shine on.
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Be beautiful.
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Be MASSIVE!!!

Namaste my friends…and be as bold as a sunflower…under any conditions…no matter what, just bloom.

Marie


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Summer Beauty

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Spiky bulbous heads

show off their summer beauty

Soak the sun all in.

These flowers are the perfect examples of how we change with time and perspective.  I used to think these flowers were the ugliest in my garden.  Maybe it was because they weren’t the intense color of purple that I love…maybe because they look a little weedy on the bottom.  But when I focus my camera lens differently and I look at the flower from different angles, and I really begin to notice…THERE….I find beauty.   If you blow the picture up on your screen, you can see the cool TEXTURE of the middle.  How many flowers have spiky middles and flourish on the outside?  And they grow tall and elegant and stand far above the rest of the crowd.

If I apply this to life, what else would I see if I changed my camera lens and focused on something different?

Glorious, radiant beauty…and gold in every soul.

Happy Sunday my friends,

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