Fourteen steps climbed to the top from the bottom An hour and fifteen minutes moved a short hand and a long hand One fishing line ignorantly reeled in what it thought it wasn’t Three opinions typed what was surely right Seven sayings scanned the screen in a zigzag fashion Thirty-seven pieces of candy looked forward to Halloween Twenty-five Black-Eyed Susans were arrested for trespassing
A breach on humanity. … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019
My Blog primarily consists of close-up nature photos (that I've taken locally) combined with original holistic-truth oriented prose and/or poetry involving mindfulness/awareness. I love nature and I love understanding the whole (not merely the parts and the details). I'm a retired teacher of the multiply handicapped.
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I would feel honored to find petals poking into my back, shoulders … I would be gentle, to not damage those caressing … I would never consider them trespassing!
[Fantastic image!]
I like your thoughts Tom, especially those Black-eyed Susans being arrested for trespassing. You captured them poking through the slats of that wooden bench perfectly. Trespassing – nope, they wanted to give you one final Summer-like respite in the garden.
I really didn’t see them as trespassing but it was a great theme for the poetry. Tee-hee 🙂 Your name isn’t Susan and you don’t have a black eye, so this bench isn’t for you. Tee-hee 🙂
Thank you much, Jaya. 🙂
Most people probably didn’t get the deeper meaning of this poem but that is just the way it usually goes. And so it goes. 🙂
I loved the specificity of your poem, almost as much as I love the photo. Those black-eyed Susans clearly are on the move!
Three opinions typed what was surely right. 🙂
Oh wow i love that photo Tom..so beautiful and your poem is just perfect
Thank you, Mich! All the credit goes to the cooperating flowers. 🙂
I think a few more have invaded while your back was turned!
Soon, Peter, they’ll be evolving into carnivorous plants and will be spreading into your area… where sitting down will be much more painful. 🙂
Now where have I read of the Yellow Peril before?
🙂
Such a peaceful looking place in your photo!
Yes, it’s at the flower garden at our local hospital; it is located along a beautiful river. 🙂
Arresting Lazy Susan’s? What have we come to??? 😀 😀 😀
We’ve come to floral incarceration. 🙂
I would feel honored to find petals poking into my back, shoulders … I would be gentle, to not damage those caressing … I would never consider them trespassing!
[Fantastic image!]
That’s a sweet emotion, Jazz! They sure are vulnerable and delicate. 🙂
Beautiful poem and picture
Thank you much regarding both, Leyla! 🙂
I love the flowers, colours and border, too especially at this time of year when it is all dying off. There is still space to sit.
Yes, Jane, they do that every year with the benches. It’s their way of bursting out! 🙂
I like your thoughts Tom, especially those Black-eyed Susans being arrested for trespassing. You captured them poking through the slats of that wooden bench perfectly. Trespassing – nope, they wanted to give you one final Summer-like respite in the garden.
I really didn’t see them as trespassing but it was a great theme for the poetry. Tee-hee 🙂 Your name isn’t Susan and you don’t have a black eye, so this bench isn’t for you. Tee-hee 🙂
I love the rhythm of this piece. 🌻
Thank you much, Jaya. 🙂
Most people probably didn’t get the deeper meaning of this poem but that is just the way it usually goes. And so it goes. 🙂
Chuckles. All those little subtleties! 🙂
I love both the visual and written compositions. Perfection!
Lovely photo
Lovely shot. 😊