What hope grows in the throats
of reflected trees, wondrous
wooded dreams pooled
together like a scarf spooled
down the back of a child,
not worried where it may wind up?
What are reflections if not
homages to something larger,
perhaps a portal for Autumn breezes
to escort colorful leaves
like thread, drawing a home
wherever they may wind up?
© 2021 Phillip Knight Scott
I used a number of prompts for this one:
- dVerse Poetics: Meeting the bar – Soliloquy (in this case, just asking myself questions)
- New2Writing’s #Writephoto challenge: “Portal” (Image by Rebecca M. Douglass)
- Fandango’s One Word Challenge: “Throat“
- Word of the Day Challenge: “Wondrous“
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I love how you seem to capture your thoughts (your reflections) as you stand by the pond.
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Thank you so much 🙂
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Trees always seem to leave me talking to myself! They have so many stories caught in the circles of their years, and I’m always left wondering about it all! Nice write. Good luck with the book. I’m going now to check it out.
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Thanks so much, Bev! I agree — imagine the things that trees have seen over centuries.
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Reading this makes me yearn to have the time to be able to write poetry again…wish I had written this lovely detail:
wondrous
wooded dreams pooled
together like a scarf spooled
down the back of a child,
Enjoyed the image you chose to accompany the poem, as well.
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Thanks so much, Victoria! I hope you find the time again soon!
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I love reflections (perhaps a bit obsessed), and the idea of
“wondrous
wooded dreams pooled
together like a scarf spooled”
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Thanks so much!
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You’re welcome.
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Phillip,
What a perfect description of our inner thoughts catching us up like “Autumn breezes/to escort colorful leaves”!
pax,
dora
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Thanks, Dora 🙂
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Gorgeous Autumn leaf imagery
Happy Thursday
Much❤love
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Thanks so much!
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The sounds of this are a delight
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Thanks for reading!
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Ah, this is brilliant and the rhythm flows so well. ❤
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I loved where your mind traveled in this beautiful poem and its imagery ☺️💕
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Thanks so much, Christine! Hard to know where this brain will end up sometimes.
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So true Phillip. I try and write those thoughts down when they come to me, as jumbled as they are sometimes, because you never know when they become your next poem! ☺️
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Rich imagery!
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Thanks so much 🙂
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Welcome
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Reflections as homages is a particularly striking image. Delightfully constructed and rather impressively well-tethered with the partially repeated final line. Of course, perhaps a reflection was what was intended?
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Ah perhaps!
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That’s a wonderful photo! And a beautiful poem grew out of it 🙂
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Thanks so much, Ingrid 🙂
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Beautiful entry. I loved this extract particularly:
“What are reflections if not
homages to something large”
Welcome to #writephoto and thank you so much for joining in the challenge:
KL ❤
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Thanks so much, KL 🙂 I really enjoyed this!
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I love these lines
What are reflections if not
homages to something larger,
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Thanks so much 🙂
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Most enjoyable read on those wondrous beings called trees. Truly beautiful poem.
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Thank you so much 🙂
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You’re very welcome 🙂
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So impressed with how you combined several challenges … not an easy task! Beginning both stanzas with ‘what questions’ .. nice.
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A wonderful musing, Phillip, and a killer first line ❤
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Thank you so much : )
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Great job pulling all those prompts together into a beautiful whole.
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Thanks : )
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What lovely verses Phillip. That photograph, if you took it or whoever did is beautifully done too. Isn’t it a reflection in a large puddle? Hugs my friend. 🤗❤️🦋
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Thanks so much, Joni! It wasn’t me but you’re right – a reflection and who knows what else?
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Oh I wasn’t sure. Beautiful poetry too. 🤗❤️
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You do trees justice, and then some! Beautiful work.
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Thanks so much!
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This is lovely.
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Thanks so much 🙂
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Wonderful writing.
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Thanks so much!
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