Vernal Flutter

Awake my soul into a dream
A dream of robins’ poetry
Whereon tickly fluff of dandelions rhymes
And in silken crepuscular rays the verses stream
I hear a heartbeat
Dripping warm dewdrops of mead
Into the wind
Into her melodies of angelic sweet

 

Colin Lee

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Bjorn is hosting dVerse’s MTB tonight on the theme of metaphors – with deliberate avoidance of similes and cliches. I tried to write a stanza of free verse (perhaps not quite my forte) and was quite surprised (maybe I shouldn’t be) to find the rhymes creeping into position themselves (A x x A B x x B).

Since the lunch break is all I’ve got today for writing, I’ll also offer this somewhat unfinished poem to Jilly’s Casting Brick September Challenge, where anyone interested can pick up from where I’ve left off. Just click on the link and follow the instructions there. To those of you who would like to add a stanza or two to my piece, please observe Bjorn’s instruction and maintain this poem’s intended juvenile “innocence”, since it was loosely adapted from a verse written (in Chinese) during my teenage years. If needed, do feel free to break the rhyme scheme. Last but not least, please check out what our friends are offering also. Cheers!

Updates – responses posted so far:

  1. Dandelions’ Rhymes – Charley
  2. Vernal Flutter – Response – Sarah Connor
  3. Vernal Flutter Takes Flight – Jilly Lyman

 

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    1. Sorry for my late reply — spending a weekend with three young children is quite a handful … which makes the dream seems even more remotely dreamy. Oh, those were the days. Anyway, thank you, NSA.

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      1. Sometimes I get lucky that an idea comes while the children are busy and I do not have to think about what they are up to. But most of the time, even a minute of thought is a luxury.

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    1. Sorry for my late reply — spending a weekend with three young children is quite a handful, speaking of what the butterflies ultimately turned into. 😀 Thanks, Bjorn!

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  1. Having rad Charley’s response before reading your challenge hasn’t spoilt it for me. I enjoyed your half poem and if I wasn’t under pressure today I would love to take on the challenge.I love the ‘Whereon tickly fluff of dandelions rhymes’.

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    1. Sorry for my late reply — spending a weekend with three young children is quite a handful. Long gone are the dandelions! Great to reminisce about that dreamlike sweetness nevertheless. Thanks for reading, Kim. By the way, the tandem linky won’t expire any time soon. Just drop by at Jilly’s when you’re freer. 😉

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    1. Sorry for my late reply — spending a weekend with three young children is quite a handful.

      What’s real and what’s illusion? To a world of tangibles that are nevertheless seemingly meaningless, the dreaminess of love, of poetry, somehow delivers us into a new tangible that we actually live for (or which that makes the mundane somewhat more liveable). Thank you for your thoughtful comment, Amaya.

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  2. I come to this having already read it as a mirror to Charley’s penned poem and it is fascinating seeing it alone, waiting for the space it has offered to become filled. Here it will always be just the one wing of the butterfly, beautiful but incomplete.

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    1. Sorry for my late reply — spending a weekend with three young children is quite a handful. Thank you for visiting this one-winged butterfly. Lol By the way Sarah Southwest had a go at this as well. Do check it out too. 😉

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    1. Thanks, Lillian. In a hectic and stifling season when I can use a bit of reminiscence of those sweet, youthful days of spring. If only we could bring them back …

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