Sammiscribbles Weekend Writing Prompt

Vicissitude of a Plant

A humble stalk, slightly green, sitting in rich soil, thinks of the future. “Will I be a tall and lustrous hollyhock, regal looking, with large red blossoms defying the idea I am merely a “plant” or will I be a humbled daisy in a field of many? Daisies’ history of being a decision maker for young lovers who ask if they are loved or not? Quite an influence I say. Or could I be the most romantic bud of all, beautifully scented, a passionate red rose?”

Weekend Writing Prompt #372 – Vicissitude

dVerse Poets – Day Begins

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Streaks

Through the blinds

Slanted upward

Slats bright on the ceiling

I cover my head

Sunrise at dawn

I see you

And then I yawn

No alarm on this day

Sleeping in is good

No children’s breakfast meals

No pets to ask to go outside

Tranquility in my bed

No alarm buzz annoying

Coffee needed 

Get up and get going

The garden flowers calling

Watering and feeding 

Sun so bright I need glasses

All the blooms are stretching up

Weeds are tended well

Small buds opened bright

Successful plants this year

Flowers love sunshine light

Dawn, the best part of the day

Some believe it is 

Noon is hottest

Roll up your sleeves

Get a cooling lemonade

Don’t forget your hat

Lose your suit coat

Discard your cravat.

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(I have no idea if this in correct form)

MTB: It Begins to Dawn