Saturday, May 24, 2014

A Tear Was Wept














  
A tear was wept purity  since  the  start 
gentle  white   bell   shape  delicate  design 
spring  brings  restoration   to  anxious hearts
perpetual  light  your  spirit  does shine

in the shadow of the  earthly  valley
musical  notes   soar  ,  chimes  of the divine
singing  carefree  spirits  yearn   to   dally 
caught  momentarily ,  searching   for   signs 

guiding  new  pathways  sweet   heavenly   scent 
radiating   assurance  , blooms of  hope 
seeking  renewed  peace   and   feeling   content 
life  an  ever   changing  kaleidoscope

remembering   great   dream   grow   from   small  seeds
nurturing   love  , fulfilling  human   needs 

posted for Poets United - A sonnet
Author's note: In Memory of my Grandmother
pic one of my own..

36 comments:

  1. wonderful, I will pick a few Lilies of the valley for my breakfast table. :-)
    ZQ

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    1. Thank you they are a lovely flower..

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  2. Beautiful, Truedessa. Dreams do indeed grow from small seeds...and in time they will grow into great things!

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    1. Hi Mary,

      Dreams can grow when nurtured..Hope you are enjoying your weekend.

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  3. With a little tlc and a ton of work, dreams do grow and become something wonderful at ones show. Just need to adhere to the signs and letting hope linger

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    1. Dreams do take work that is true
      but, with care they can come into view

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  4. What a beautiful blissful write!

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  5. I can smell the wonderful perfume from blooming lily of the valley .. And indeed just like hope they grow from seed.

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    1. Bjorn - they do have a sweet scent..

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  6. I enjoyed the serenity of your poem, Truedessa. I like the idea that a small seed will eventually grow into a big dream.

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    1. Thank you Gabriella..we all desire our dreams to take root and grow..

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  7. great dreams do grow from small seeds....smiles...
    and loving all the flower smells...what beauty can come from such small a seed as well...nice pic...

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    1. Some of the best dreams came from a very small seed planted.

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    2. Brian, Thanks for the comment about the pic I took this a few days ago as they are in bloom around here.

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  8. a beautiful sonnet...the last line of the couplet is deeply appealing....

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  9. Lyrically gentle and true - thank you for this... With Best Wishes Scott

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    1. Scott,

      Thank you for visiting and leaving a thoughtful comment ;)

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  10. This is lovely, a wonderful tribute to a grandmother, that made me think of my own.

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    1. Hi Sherry,

      Thank you, today was her birthday.

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  11. so much can grow from a tiny seed if we shower it with love... what a beautiful tribute to your gramma...

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    1. I like that thought 'shower it with love"

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  12. I specially like the last couplet as it is very meaningful ~

    Such a lovely tribute to your grandmother ~

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  13. A wonderful tribute beautifully written.

    I miss these lilies. I took none when I moved. They would do well around my rock/water garden.

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    1. Thank you Gail..they are a lovely flower so delicate with their bell shapes.

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  14. This is such a lovely tribute to your grandma-- I wish I could write such beautiful words!

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    1. Thank you for your kindness..

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  15. This poem is as lovely as its subject. I imagine these were your grandmother's favorites? How sweetly you write about them.

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    1. Myrna whenever I see these flowers I think of my grandmother they would grow every spring on the side of her house. I was always drawn to them perhaps, it was the little bells. She once told me
      they had a protective spirit.

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  16. This is an amazing and beautiful tribute to your grandmother. If we cultivate the seeds of our dreams, they will flourish and grow. If we "water" them with hope, we will reap the harvest.

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    1. Hi Keith,

      Thank you my grandmother is weighing heavy on my heart. I miss her...

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  17. this is so heartfelt and touching...you truly have a way of touching one's heart with language!

    stacy lynn mar
    http://warningthestars.blogspot.com/

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    1. Stacy,

      Thank you so much for your kind comment. I do appreciate it..

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  18. I told a colleague the other day I find it a bit strange that I never cry. I wonder what that means....

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