Sky flower melody
sings me back home.
I breathe deep the sweet perfume
of hope.
Written for IGRT where Hannah has provided some gorgeous inspiration and asked us to write that is somehow haunted and/or hungry. Click on the link and check it out!
"Sky flower melody"... I think that is playing over in my poem :) Nice.
ReplyDeleteMaybe we could do a two-part harmony? Thanks Margaret.
ReplyDeletecouldn't breathe with hope. enjoyed.
ReplyDeleteThank you LaTonya!
DeleteI like the sweet perfume of hope ~
ReplyDeleteA little cliche maybe??? Thanks though!
ReplyDeleteSuch a sight, hope does take flight
ReplyDeleteThere is something so everlastingly hopeful about the blueness of these flowers.
ReplyDeleteWords and photo is perfect harmony. What is life without hope? Loved this, Mary.
ReplyDeleteI think the simplicity robs if of anything cloying like cliche, Mary--lovely sweeping feel to it for me.
ReplyDeletebeautiful rich opening line...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, especially the perfume of hope.....
ReplyDeleteThank you for this healing treatment!
ReplyDeleteAloha
They sure do look like they're singing a song of hope and home!! So beautiful Mary, thank you for writing!
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