If fate
is all boot, and your roots
grow
too strong and too deep
to transplant
your Self
out
its path (while remaining whole), be
an
uncrushed flower.
If society
is all storm, and human
decency
is the only shield
keeping
the world
from
being torn (and turned hopeless),
be the
peg that holds and wholes.
If most
things have run fast
towards
(certain) fracture,
fight
to whole back.
-
for Twiglet #209 (“hung from pegs”), and for Poets and Storytellers
United (Weekly Scribblings #52: Something About Mary – where we’re asked
to write poetry or prose inspired by Mary Oliver’s “Landscape”, I chose “the most
fragile of flowers”).
This is wonderful, Magaly. The use of whole and holds was clever.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sara.
DeleteAn uncrushed flower is a rare thing, I think, but it's a good goal.
ReplyDeleteThat's what it is, indeed, a goal.
DeleteI hope everyone who needs it is lucky enough to get there, eventually...
DeleteBeautiful phrase of Oliver's to inspire you – nearly chose that one myself. Love your vision of the uncrushed flower. May we all find the strength for that!
ReplyDeleteSo mote it be!
DeleteComposed in the form Mary used so beautifully. A lovely poem ~~I shall hereby be known asc“uncrushed flower leaning on a peg!”
ReplyDeleteA fantastic (and very apt) title, my dear Helen!
DeleteYou ae an "uncrushable Flower" and fate's boots will never be too big for you to step into and control XXX
ReplyDeleteIt takes one to know one... CWS!
DeleteI love the idea of standing up to fate as an uncrushed flower, Magaly! And fate can be such a cruel boot.
ReplyDeleteTrue all around, dear Kim.
DeleteYou have certainly done Mary Oliver proud with this lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteThat's a lovely thing to say, Misky. Thanks very much!
DeleteMarvelous Oliver-esque work, Magaly. I love the word (and concept) play. Salute!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Ron..
DeleteThis is just perfect for how I've felt all last week. Battered, but uncrushed and determined to set down some roots that help others grow.
ReplyDeleteAnd those roots will be extra strong, because they know how hard the world can pull.
DeleteYou are an uncrushed flower personified, Magaly, seeming always to find a nugget of hope in a trash heap. Lucky are those of us with whom you share your talent.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Bev.
DeleteKintsugi, also known as kintsukuroi, is the Japanese art of repairing broken pottery by mending the areas of breakage with lacquer dusted or mixed with powdered gold, silver, or platinum, a method similar to the maki-e technique...
ReplyDelete👏👏👏
Wow. Your metaphor is so deeply rooted.
Luv your words and image for the hope of 2021
Much💝love
Thanks so much for letting me know you noticed, Gillena. :-)
DeleteI like the idea of not trying to avoid fate if we aren't left whole. Sometimes we need to stick it out and hope we aren't stepped on. Holding still keeps many a flower from the stepping shoe. "If most things have run fast towards (certain) fracture" we should learn from that.
ReplyDeleteTaking a moment to think things through is more than often a good idea.
Delete"If fate is all boot" (fabulous idea) "be an uncrushed flower" that has your name all over it. Uncrushed woman!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Debi!
DeleteVery powerful write Magaly! I love "uncrushed flower"! Big Hugs!
ReplyDeleteHugs and kisses to you, Stacy.
DeleteIt's a hard life, Magaly, so many of us are crushed while still not grown.
ReplyDelete..
May they all find a way to become uncrushed.
DeleteThe key, of course, is "whole." May we all be!
ReplyDeleteMay we all!
DeleteExcellent (Jules from Twiglets)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jules.
Delete