When I first saw this weeks topic on Poetry Jam I didn’t feel entirely inspired. I didn’t see the beauty in writing about a common garden weed until the morning sunshine fell through the glass in our hallway whilst I was cleaning today.
This little sucker, shines so bright, has roots that dig themselves in, and provides hours of fun when their yellow turns white (please excuse the unintentional rhyming there).
Anyway, something completely different, and I hope you enjoy a little reminiscing:
The sun is finally rising
Its yellow spokes reaching out to touch everything, everywhere.
Silky soft fingers caress the morning blue
with a gentleness reserved for bairns and their ma’s.
The light shone dapples over my toes,
wriggling to test the truth.
In a few short days one breath will spread the sunshine,
one child telling the time,
one teen lovesick for her crush,
one adult reminiscing over hours spent
in a garden full of sunshine weeds.
LE Purse ©
February 16th 2014