blooms yearn
azaleas pop
sunrise unrolls
nature flows
starlight scatters
bees freeze
in petaled clusters
poetry grows
Copyright 2016 Brenda Davis Harsham
Note: This is for Poetry Friday, hosted this week thanks to Jone at Check it Out. I’ve been editing a chapter book, such fun! Hope your days are full of pop and poetry, too.
43 thoughts on “Azaleas Pop”
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I really liked the white azaleas against the textured rocks with varied patterns.
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Thanks, Robin. Azaleas are hard to photograph well because the blooms are so small you end up with no background or foreground, but I thought this composition solved that problem. 🙂
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It was a creative solution, Brenda. hugs xo
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XOXO
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I do so love azaleas! We have one neglected shrub out back that has yet to be permanently planted. Kind of scared to move it.
http://mainelywrite.blogspot.com/2016/05/my-azalea-i-promised.html
I love your short and sweet poem!
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I love your rhyming ode, too.
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Pretty ladies 🙂 We used to make Flower dolls out of these because the blossoms make such pretty dresses 🙂
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What a great idea!
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They were very cute 🙂
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Such a happy poem of burgeoning spring, Brenda! Your azaleas really do look like starlight scattering. 🙂 Our azaleas have come and gone, but the crepe myrtle is in full force.
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Such a glorious and inspiring time of year. I hope your writing is going well.
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Reblogged this on Still Another Photoblog.
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You have matched the tone of the season.
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Thanks!
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Lovely! I so enjoy your flowers and poems!
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Thanks, Mary Lee! I’m honored.
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Love this poem, Brenda, and especially those ending lines. So clever. Natures blossoms are so inspiring, as is your poetry!
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Thank you! I need to “branch” out and write about some other topics, too, one day. 🙂
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Well, I apparently need to proofread for apostrophe use–oops! 🙂 We all have our journeys….
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LOL Sure do, sometimes the track gets muddy. 🙂
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Love this. I felt like a bee, buzzing around your garden.
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Your comment is poetry. 🙂
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I like how your last two lines have a double meaning. You’ve focused us on nature’s growth, so “in petaled clusters” fits perfectly with that, followed by “poetry grows” which brings clusters of poetry (or stanzas) to mind. Nicely done!
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Thanks for reading so carefully, Violet. 🙂
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I love this short and simple poem. Nice use of imagery and sound.
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Thank you!
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This is so lovely, Brenda. I love that “nature flows” and “poetry grows”. I couldn’t have one without the other!
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Me, neither. I couldn’t live in a city with no soft curves or ten million shades of green.
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JOYFUL and lovely! ❤
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Thanks! 🙂 As are your wonderful pictures.
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So pretty. You are a poet in perpetual bloom. 🙂
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LOL 🙂 Buds are popping!
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I miss mine!
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Isn’t the world beautiful when the rhodies and azaleas throw a party?
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May lots of poems bloom where you’re planted, Brenda.
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Thanks, Kathryn! You, too!
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how exciting they are!
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Yes!
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If they bloom on your stoop, then you are lucky!
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The ones near my stoop are pink and red. 🙂
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
ADMIRING AZALEAS WILL NEVER STOOP!
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But they’ll bloom on your stoop. 🙂
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Assuming Maintenance doesn’t pull them up! (It’s happened. 😦 )
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