– The way it spills harmonious goo from veins of glittering gods
she whispered her dreams from tips of trees
with liquid eyes
she saw the sun
and fell face first
and there she blooms
Lisa at dVerse asks us to write a quadrille (poem of 44 words) using the word “way.”
37 thoughts on “Petrichor”
So beautiful as always 🖤🖤
Thanks so much! Sorry for the delayed reply, I just saw this in my spam. I appreciate your comment! 💕
Of course! And no worries, I get it, happens to all of us!! Keep shining my friend 🖤🖤🤗
Oh this is so pleasant! Like the emanating soft scent itself ❤
I’m glad you liked it, Jay! 🥰
Tricia – wow!
and I really, really, really love that image!
Thanks, David! 🍷
I love the shape of your quadrille, Tricia, and the petrichor described as dirty-faced and softly scented. Rain permeates this poem.
Thanks, Kim 💗
This is a sort of universal metaphor. I like it!
Thanks, Jane! 💖
And how wonderful that she does! 🌻
Thanks, Ingrid! 🌻
Face-down in dirt; so many dread it, but there’s no better way to sample the scent from which we all have sprung.
Wonderfully developed Quadrille, TS. My thumb is up.
True, we have to get dirty to grow 🌻 Thanks, Ron! 🍷
Pairing of beautiful image and beautiful poetry ~~~ create a wonderful way to begin my day.
Thanks so much, Helen! 🌻
I LOVE this! The story of the sunflower’s beginnings!
PS: And the sunflower is one of my very favorite flowers!!!
Thanks, Lillian! 🌻
I do love how you personified the scent itself… and how it signals growth…
Right now I’m trying to find a word for the scent of snow.
Thanks, Bjorn! The scent of snow, hmm. I seem to think about all the smells of foods I make while it’s snowing outside. ☕ smelling hot cocoa!
Tricia, this reads like an enchantment to me. The sky in the background of the sunflower encourages my take on it. It is the magic of transformation!
Yes! Also I was thinking of how God wants us to start in the dirt to grow. There is suffering but maybe more appreciation of the divine when see the lowest levels. A little bit of the fall of man when she falls head first.
Magical language to describe the tangible scent — the personification is just enchanting. Loved this, Tricia. ❤️💜
Thanks, Dora! I’m glad you enjoyed it! 🥰
Thanks so much! 🥰
Most welcome Tricia!
Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
An amazing poem shared by a talented writer.
Dear Tricia. I loved your work this afternoon. Thank you for sharing.
Appreciate the reblog! 💓
You are welcome. Artwork and words. Outstanding.