I wrap my words
with bows,
to ribbon syllables
to sentences;
to sense and singe,
a silk-surprise
(whispered) fire-
placed;
both summer Christmas
and your birthdays
late in May.
it’s how we flowerbed
the only way
I ever poetry… and
gift for you.
The Bed In The Mirror by Henri Matisse
Lillian wants us to write poetry on the subject of gift at dVerse. Written in haste.
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May 30, 2017
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Smiling I am! LOVE everything about this post! And most especially the last stanza. “It’s how we flowerbed….” what a fun, joyful, capricious statement! 🙂
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The Best, the Very Best!! Your poetry is always a gift!!
This may have been written in haste, but it’s lyrical and wonderful! 🙂
Your poem made me smile too, Björn! It’s a lovely gift for a Tuesday night.
‘it’s how we flowerbed
the only way
I ever poetry’ 🙂
What a gift and treat this is to read, I love your verbalisations, especially:
‘it’s how we flowerbed – the only way I ever poetry… and gift for you.’
Really effective line breaks. This is my favorite:
“a silk-surprise
(whispered) fire-“
You give wordly gifts well. “it’s how we flowerbed”.
Poetry is a gift.
Love this:
to ribbon syllables
to sentences;
And ‘flowerbed’ as verb!
and what better gift than words of poesy! 😀
Your flowerbed is lush and very beautiful ~ A gift for us to read, smiles ~
I like your making poetry into a verb.
Ribboning syllables to sentences; great description of putting your poetic self to work. The smooth words did the trick
the best gift ever!…
“I wrap my words with bows…”. What a beautiful way to start a gift of poetry.
Haste or not, I enjoyed this one very much.
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I love what you’re doing with your nouns!
This is inspiring! Your inventive wordplay makes me want to create new words.
Really beautiful. I love how you use poetry as a gift, as a metaphor described as a living gift on holidays and other times. It is a meaningful gift.
Sweet & resolute, brother–for sure, we all gift each other & posterity with poetry several times a week; may it continue.
I like how you turned poetry into a verb. This was fun to read and seems so joyful!
Love this! And you poetry beautifully. 🙂
Every day’s a holiday with poetry…whether by fire-placed or flower-bed!
and this just made me smile. ❤ so so so good!
A delightful poem! I loved it!
Wow…incredibly beautiful!
Gorgeous descriptions. I love the part about the ribbons. The imagery is great 🙂
Wonderful!
So beautiful! 🙂
What a pleasant read!
How poignant! Well done.
The only way I ever poetry… What a delightful phrase. This is poignant in its honesty. Thanks Björn
Hey! Loved this, would you check out https://tanyatale.wordpress.com/2017/08/25/poetry-with-deveaux-fraiser-cracked/
This guy is a amazing poet and I’d love for you to see his work
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