I send you a circle of flowers, for you to sit in - a reprieve. I send you a forest of trees for you to walk through - a reprieve. I send you sunshine and stars, and a peaceful body of water to sing to you - a reprieve for the soul.
there is always a reprieve you just have to believe in it and the flowers are offering you beauty not the other you see. Nature is renewal beauty and growth.I wish you nothing but peace and happiness.
Like Dorothy and the tin man and the cowardly lion, we will skip through the poppies! "We are off to see the Wizard! The Wonderful Wizard of OZ! Because, because, because, because, b.e.c.a.u.s.e...of the wonderful things he does..." Will we ask him for an end or a reprieve? Or anything possible for him, behind the curtain?
This brought back a memory that forever changed my life. It was my first spontaneous experience of awake dreaming. Just relax and let it happen, and if you hear a voice, please tell her "Hi" from me. She's an incredible teacher,
I like the title. I stand among the rows of flowers as well, looking up. May it be so. I've never seen so short (or so promising) a Jae Rose poem!
ReplyDeleteThank you Susan - I was nervous about posting this one
DeleteReading this poem makes me want to send the warmest goodness by express courier your way... put out your hand and it's yours.
ReplyDeleteThank you thotpurge
DeleteI favor the reprieve for you. May it be so.
ReplyDeleteThank you Magical
DeleteI send you a circle of flowers, for you to sit in - a reprieve. I send you a forest of trees for you to walk through - a reprieve. I send you sunshine and stars, and a peaceful body of water to sing to you - a reprieve for the soul.
ReplyDeleteThank you for all those wonderful things Sherry
DeleteCherish this poetic response...much better than a love poem.
DeleteI don't know why but I love your pic.It is optimistic.
DeleteThe poem is too.Looking up at gaping flowers is not a bad option.
Thanks Rallentanda :-)
DeleteWhat a surprise, a short poem from you. And the hope in reprieve. May you join those flowers forever in upward gaze
ReplyDeleteHappy Wednesday
Much love...
Thank you Gillena - it was a bit of an adventure into the unknown
Deletethere is always a reprieve you just have to believe in it and the flowers are offering you beauty not the other you see. Nature is renewal beauty and growth.I wish you nothing but peace and happiness.
ReplyDeleteThank you as always for your kind wishes Sheilagh
DeleteLike Dorothy and the tin man and the cowardly lion, we will skip through the poppies! "We are off to see the Wizard! The Wonderful Wizard of OZ! Because, because, because, because, b.e.c.a.u.s.e...of the wonderful things he does..." Will we ask him for an end or a reprieve? Or anything possible for him, behind the curtain?
ReplyDeleteOr will we ask him if he knows the way home?
ReplyDeleteI think home would be good.. All those poppies can catch under a girls nose - thank you Annell xo
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ReplyDeleteWe could learn much from the flowers who remain rooted, yet ever looking upward!
Thank you Indy Bev
DeleteYes. It's good to look up. Love the different tone of this poem Julie. This is a reflection of your shinning heart, like a flower blooming
ReplyDeleteThank you Myrna - I was really nervous about posting it
DeleteThis brought back a memory that forever changed my life. It was my first spontaneous experience of awake dreaming. Just relax and let it happen, and if you hear a voice, please tell her "Hi" from me. She's an incredible teacher,
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Thank you Elizabeth - we all wave hi to you across the miles
DeleteReprieve... As a husband I must say, pretty clever.
ReplyDeleteThank you Martin
DeleteI think a reprieve is much needed, keep looking upwards
ReplyDeleteWe will try thank you Truedessa
DeleteThere is always a reprieve you just have to believe with an undying foolish hope ❤️
ReplyDeleteWe will always try to - Thank you Sanaa :-)
DeleteWe are who we are. Sometimes we fit in sometimes we are like a lone moon circling around a planet. It's our life and we live it our way.
ReplyDeleteI love the idea of being a lone moon - thank you Old Egg
DeleteThere's beauty in that moment, flowers agape and looking up...I hope it's a retrieve not an end. Love the brevity of your poem!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Khaya
DeleteThat reprieve just feels further and further away.
ReplyDeleteIt does feel out of reach - thank you (other) Alice
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