O at the Edges

Musings on poetry, language, perception, numbers, food, and anything else that slips through the cracks.

Flowers

Posted on August 22, 2018 by robert okaji

Flowers

How they share our
desires, shape
our days.

Passion to hope,
fingertips to
lips. Some bud

easily, others
struggle. A little
water, light, a kind

voice. Sometimes so
little achieves
so much. Yesterday’s

sunflower droops on
the sill. Today’s promise
arrives with rain.

“Flowers” last appeared on the blog in July 2017.

10 thoughts on “Flowers”

KhushiBatra on August 21, 2018 at 7:16 am said:

arrives with rain. ☔❤love this

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- robert okaji on August 21, 2018 at 1:32 pm said:
  
  Glad you liked it. Thank you.
  
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Sonia Stalance on August 21, 2018 at 11:37 am said:

“Sometimes so
little achieves
so much” ❤

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- robert okaji on August 21, 2018 at 1:34 pm said:
  
  That’s been my experience! 🙂
  
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  - Sonia Stalance on August 21, 2018 at 10:48 pm said:
    
    Nice 🙂
    
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ivor20 on August 22, 2018 at 4:55 am said:

A superbly delicate poem

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- robert okaji on August 22, 2018 at 7:11 am said:
  
  Thanks, Ivor.
  
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Carrie Birde on August 23, 2018 at 2:07 pm said:

“Today’s promise arrived with the rain”… such a pleasure to read those words, to hear their rhythm… *sigh* ❤

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- robert okaji on August 23, 2018 at 2:17 pm said:
  
  Ah, thank you, Carrie!
  
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