Still
Garden
Succulents,
Thick and fleshy,
Summer heart pulsing,
Pride of Wood Elves,
Flowers not,
Dry Wit,
Root.
Note: This poem is a Ninette, with 5 lines, starting with one syllable on the first line, increasing by ones to five on the fifth and then decreasing by ones to one syllable on the last line. Or a syllable count of: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.
Reference: Poetry Soup – Ninette
27 thoughts on “Succor for Soul Ninette”
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Friendly Fairy Tales 
Beautiful words and presentation! ππ
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Thanks!! π
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ahhhh
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π I still remember your story of bringing your horse in your kitchen. And Ahhh for me. π
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laughing
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Brenda, I am always captured by the pictures you offer, be it summer, fall, winter or spring. Being honest I am still trying to grasp poetry, and insight that comes with it. Sometimes the words slap me in the face and I get it immediately, other times, the words escape me. Take care, Bill
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Poetry is like coffee, sometimes the taste is bitter, but it should be savored and it grows on you. π
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Great ninette! Love the texture of the garden, very beautiful!
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My neighbors are terrific gardeners. π
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I’ve never heard of this type of poem before. Thanks for sharing π
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My pleasure. π
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I like the different textures in your photo π
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Thanks! I loved the way the photo came out. π
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Wonderful and I KNOW that fairies live there. π
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Yes, soulful ones! LOL
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Fantastic Brenda π and I do Love Succulents π Perfect form as well, as it mirrors their pointy little bodies π
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Ding,ding, ding! That’s why I picked this fleshy, ripe form! π LOL I like you, Morgan!
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LOL I am laughing so hard….because when I read this I read LOL Like you, Morgan….LOL fleshy and ripe form LOL π I certainly missed the I LOL
oh dear…thank You for the insane giggle my Friend…I NEEDED that π
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π You are funny!
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Wow I learned something… What stops it from going 1 to 6 or 1 to 10 to 1? Enlighten me
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I don’t know, but perhaps the name ninette means nine in some way. Although, I thought nine was neuf. So what do I know?
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time
flies like
an arrow,
fruit flies, I hear,
like big bananas
and steve miller
flies like an
eagle.
Bzzz..
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mel,
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like this one
make me joyful
and my day shorter
as I ponder
excellence,
applaud,
sigh.
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Love it!
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Thanks!!
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dry wit, indeed. fabulous, brenda )
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Thanks!! π
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