Singular Beauty

February 6, 2014 by dorannrule

The weeds looked bedraggled in a solemn winter landscape,

beaten down by voracious winds,

sapped of energy by caustic cold

until the sun shone for an instant long enough,

and I bent with lens to get a little closer

and zoomed to erase her weed-companions.

And from the chaos of that weedy patch emerged

a dramatic apparition waving in a sunny breeze,

staunchly standing in a blanched terrain,

made beautiful by its singular independence.

on February 6, 2014 at 11:15 pm Dianna

Amazing! Both the photo and your poetry!

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on February 7, 2014 at 1:14 am notquiteold

So nice!

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on February 7, 2014 at 1:16 am Jill Weatherholt

That’s a lovely weed, Dor.

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on February 7, 2014 at 1:58 am cindy knoke

Lovely Dor! Bravo~

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on February 7, 2014 at 2:54 am Mama's Empty Nest

Dor, you write such beautiful poetry. I loved this — both the poem and the photo. Such a creative friend you are!

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on February 7, 2014 at 8:08 am Eliza Waters

Lovely!

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on February 7, 2014 at 12:46 pm dorannrule

Thanks Dianna! Sometimes I lapse into a poetry because it just says things in a different way.

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on February 7, 2014 at 12:46 pm dorannrule

🙂

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on February 7, 2014 at 12:47 pm dorannrule

Who woulda thought a weed could be pretty?

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on February 7, 2014 at 12:48 pm dorannrule

I have always loved writing poetry and sometimes it’s just the best way to express feelings. Cindy, thanks so much for noticing. 🙂

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on February 11, 2014 at 4:26 pm pattyabr

love the poem – nice

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on February 12, 2014 at 3:02 am dorannrule

Thanks Patty! Sometimes the words just mysteriously appear in my head. 🙂

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