I drift, a dandelion clock
breathing through sunlight,
waving to daisies,
my elderflower years have begun.
Once, there were duster yellow petals,
green leaves shiny and new,
when I had you.
Seasons change.
Polly Stretton © 2021
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04/11/2021 at 00:01
Love this. Let’s float together
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04/11/2021 at 00:11
Let’s do that 😊 So good to see you enjoyed ‘Dandy’, Susan. Hope all’s well with you.
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04/11/2021 at 08:42
Love this Polly, I could feel the dandelion clock drifting, looking down and loved the phrase “waving to daisies”, brilliant! Xx
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04/11/2021 at 08:50
Thank you, glad you like ‘Dandy’. Your post has come through from ‘anonymous’ – so I don’t know who you are – want to let me know? 🤔
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04/11/2021 at 17:48
Beautiful -thank you!
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04/11/2021 at 17:57
Thanks for commenting, Ailsa. Are you well? It’s ages since I’ve seen a post from you. Perhaps not writing just now, having a bit of time off?
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11/12/2021 at 17:21
Thanks Polly, yes I am well, thanks for asking, I hope you are too? Reading more than writing and what I write doesn’t seem finished somehow. The cancer is back but not serious this time, operation successful, it has made me question what there is to write about -life has ups and downs?
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12/12/2021 at 10:24
Glad you’re doing OK, Ailsa, all OK here, thanks. Reading’s good, and so necessary for anyone who writes, and a little time away sets you up for the next burst of ideas 😄
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06/11/2021 at 10:16
Hello Polly, Great poem. Best wishes, Kevin.
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06/11/2021 at 10:17
Thank you, Kevin, kind of you to comment 😄
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08/11/2021 at 08:57
A beautiful, wistful poem.
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08/11/2021 at 13:03
Good to see you comment on ‘Dandy’, Gary. Hope all’s well with you 😀
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