cauliflower -
recipes for hearty repast
paper clip fastened
a paperclip
bookmarks the pause -
reading at night
the night lamp
sheds its light; a mystery
takes time to unfold
flower petals dried -
the old diary retains
a bit of fragrance
© gillena cox
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Sunday Lime 1
Already its May, welcome May, here's a lil May tidbit:-
During Medieval times, the man proposed by leaving a hawthorn branch at the door of his beloved on the first of May. By leaving the branch at the door she accepted his proposal. She made known her refusal by replacing the hawthorn branch with a cauliflower.read more here
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I enjoyed the flow of this series, Gillena.
ReplyDeleteJuts like we humans : the body will fade but emotions will linger................
ReplyDeleteOh I adore this poem :D
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the night lamp
sheds its light; a mystery
takes time to unfold
These lines struck me as beautiful :D
Hope you're enjoying Sunday :D
Lots of love
xoxo
Thanks for dropping in Mary
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Happy you dropped in Sanaa
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Love the thought of smell from bookmarks.. That would take me through the day,
ReplyDeleteI hope my beloved cauliflowers not!
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Thanks for dropping in and linking up Leovi
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I love the way you have linked each haiku/stanza in idea and taken it one step further.
ReplyDeletei love how you tell a story of reading. ....
ReplyDeleteThanks Kerry
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Happy you dropped in Sumana
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These were delightful to read I especially enjoyed the last one.
ReplyDeletelovely, can relate to it :)
ReplyDeleteWhat lovely thoughts...I should dry some flowers in a book...and who knew about cauliflower as a refusal to love.
ReplyDeleteLove this. Each stanza is a haiku on its own. Thanks for the tid bit about cauliflower being a refusal to a proposal.
ReplyDeleteThanks Trudessa
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Happy you dropped in Nataša
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happy you dropped in Donna
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Myrna, thanks for dropping in
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interesting write :)
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This is a cool progression!
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Cauliflower and paper clips are an interesting combination!
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"a mystery takes time to unfold" indeed....and I loved the Medieval tidbit that you shared. Always enjoy learning new facts :-)
ReplyDeleteAll grand Gillena_!
ReplyDelete__Those paper clips, I cannot do without them!
__Flower petals; held in this diary's time; young pages.
i like the dried flowers int he diary. of course, my dried flowers are in a big big dictionary. ;)
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I like the story you addend to your poem--it changed the entire meaning of it! At first I thought she was reading a recipe book. But the "pause" is the time alone to read, I imagine, paper clipped onto her day--time to write about a choice made and possibly regretted. The title threw me off--a mystery indeed!
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hey I had that yesterday, yummy lol
ReplyDeleteHow these images draw in the reader as they picture each snippet, each scene and then recreate the story and emotions involved by the memories.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your appreciation Robin
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Thank you for your appreciation Maggie
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happy you dropped in CC
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thanks for sharing your one liner Magyar
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Tammy thanks for dropping in and leaving a link
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__In agreement with your heartful comment and request elsewhere, Gillena, I think more countries/ people, should come to the aid of the lives of Nepal.
ReplyDeleteThe last stanza is so true. Finding an old flower in a book from pressing it is both sad and joyous.
ReplyDeleteSurely Magyar
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Thanks for your appreciation .GL
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