Thanks to Tabatha Yeatts at The Opposite of Indifference who is hosting today. See all the poetic events in the sidebar.
My goal for Poetry Month: TINY THINGS. My choices may surprise you, and I'm excited to write, share, and read how everyone writes to meet their special goals for celebrating poetry month.
There is nothing nicer than having a lilac shrub in my garden, and nothing sweeter than smelling them and remembering rooms filled with lilacs when I grew up. I researched them, learning that the usual ones we see often are Syringa vulgaris, or common lilac. The flowers are arranged in what are termed panicles, which are clusters of flowers in an inflorescence (not fluorescence) which in turn are blooms arranged around one main stem. The lilac is New Hampshire's state flower, chosen "because it "is symbolic of that hardy character of the men and women of the Granite State"." according to an article from Wikipedia.
a lilac bloom’s spring devotion
among deep green heartshapes,
wee florets in motion
tiny horns play a perfumed air
invite bees and butterflies
to join the party there
Linda Baie © All Rights
So Far-Tiny Things
April 1 - Two Plates - Thanksgiving
April 2 - In Each Mind's Eye - baby elephant
April 3 - Discovered April First - miniature book
April 4 - A Promise - peach seed
April 5 - haiku - one music note
April 6 - My Tiny List - must-do list
April 7 - Tiny Lights - window lights at dusk
April 8 - Cherita - pencil stub
April 9 - Apple Blooms - blooms/apple tree
April 10 - Walk to The Sea - salt crystals
April 10 - Walk to The Sea - salt crystals
April 11 - Sonnet Show & Tell - tiny key
April 12 - The Letter 'I'
April 13 - A Tiny Change - thermometer
April 14 - Birthday Candles
April 15 - Defined - dandelion
April 15 - Defined - dandelion
April 16 - One Minute
April 17 - The Letter "A"
April 18 - Tiny Treasure - rock
April 19 - haiku - tiny actions
April 20 - rabbit
I can't wait for bees and butterflies to "join the party" on my lilac, Linda. This is lovely. I was just examining my one and only lilac yesterday and it's looking a bit worse for wear after the winter and a careless painter last summer. :-( Christie @ https://wonderingandwondering.wordpress.com/blog/
ReplyDeleteSorry about your lilac. Next year? Thanks for coming by!
DeleteLove those "tiny horns" of the lilac. I was saying that my very favorite bush is the Rosa Rugosa, but lilac it right up there with more memories in its fragrance!
ReplyDeleteDonna Smith
Mainely Write
ROSIE
Thanks, Donna, They are wonderful everywhere this spring. We had rain yesterday which will help a lot.
DeleteI love the idea of a lilac-hosted party and those "tiny horns" perfuming the air. Signs of spring are gradually arriving in Maine, but lilacs are far from blooming. Something to look forward to, I guess!
ReplyDeleteYes, I'm sure they're be there, Molly. We've had a strange and warm winter so everything is earlier than usual. Thank you!
DeleteI love the tiny horns, Linda. Lilacs are a symbol of spring for me, too. We have a pale purple lilac in our yard.
ReplyDeleteThey are flourishing everywhere, here. Glad to hear you have one, Laura. Thanks!
DeleteDear Linda, your poem is indeed, a party! Beautiful. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome, Irene. It's one I needed to write!
DeleteI love your tiny things theme, and the unfolding of all these tiny things, well chosen and formed by words.
ReplyDeleteHere is a tiny thing poem, inspired by you:
Brown oak leaf,
falling, falling,
touches down
on dandelions,
blooming, blooming.
Leaf saved from last year
playing music all winter long
tapping, tapping.
Now new buds push
and shove away the old
falling, falling.
How wonderful, Brenda. Thank you for another 'tiny thing'! It is so interesting about those oak leaves hanging on till they must depart, a metaphor for us, right?
DeleteOh, I love this line: tiny horns play a perfumed air.
ReplyDeleteI love lilacs, too, Linda - I've planted them everywhere we've ever lived.
I imagine your farm looks quite wonderful when the lilacs bloom, Tara. Thanks!
Delete"tiny horns play a perfumed air" -- me too, LOVE that line. How lucky to have a lilac bush in your yard. We can't have any flowers because of the deer.
ReplyDeleteOh, sorry. one of my family members has that problem, too. The deer see them as lunch, probably breakfast & dinner, too, Jama. Thanks!
DeleteLet's hope we can welcome more bees to join our party - we need them so! I love the sound of "perfumed air" - I can almost smell the softly-scented air.
ReplyDeleteI've seen a few bees already, but they won't all be here until sure of the warmth. Amazing that they 'know'. Thanks, Jane.
DeleteWe have lilacs blooming by our back porch and a vase full on the kitchen island. I love the lines "tiny horns play a perfumed air." That nails it!
ReplyDeleteMust be time for many to have those lovely lilacs! Thanks, Kay.
DeleteLove this wee topic, Linda! I didn't know that it is NH's state flower, or that it is hardy. My parents have a gorgeous one blooming right now. The smell is heavenly. "tiny horns play a perfumed air" conjures a wonderful image :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks, happy that you can enjoy them too, Tabatha.
DeleteOh my goodness...is it just me or does your lilac bush not look like a butterfly!? I love "wee florets" Thank you for sharing, Linda!
ReplyDeleteI guess the way I took the picture does resemble one, Kiesha. How wonderful that you noticed! Thanks!
DeleteLinda, I'm ready to join your party because my lilac bush with "wee florets in motion and tiny horns that play a perfumed air" has not offered me the fragrance I do so love. Love those lines that beg my lilac bush to bloom.
ReplyDeleteYou're just that much behind us I think, Carol. Soon! Thanks!
DeleteLilacs don't grow in my side of the world, but those are beautiful and your poem capture them so beautifully. Your poem reminds me of my own appreciation of flowers and how they attract butterfly and bees. beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you. I know that you have other beloved flowers, too. All of them are poems.
DeleteYesterday when I went for my early-morning-in-the-dark walk in the neighborhood, my NOSE knew the lilacs were blooming before my eyes! I had to turn around and bury my face in them!!
ReplyDeleteWonderful to hear, Mary Lee. Thanks for sharing. Perhaps there's a poem in that from you?
DeleteI'm in love with plants that have heart shaped leaves. That plus the lavender blooms makes a perfect poetry plant. "Tiny horns play a perfumed air" gives me a whiff of these fragrant beauties.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Julieanne, I love your words, "poetry plant". Never thought of it that way, but it's true, among others!
DeleteLoved your dancing lilac poem Linda, it seemed to dance down the lines! I have fond memories of lilacs too, and have a lilac bush in my backyard. I'm waiting patiently for it's forthcoming blooms!
ReplyDeleteHoping they'll arrive soon, Michelle! Thank you!
DeleteMy grandmother had a lilac bush that bloomed outside my bedroom window there -- I still miss it every spring. Thank you for the wonderful reminder! I should see if they grow here, but I've never seen any in MS. xoxo
ReplyDeleteYou must be too far south, Keri. I'm sure you have other flowers that are good for those bees. Thanks!
DeleteYou certainly captured the tiny little lilac, Linda. I so love this "tiny horns play a perfumed air."
ReplyDeleteThanks, Penny, it's a favorite of mine.
DeleteA lilac party? Yes, please! (Well, if my allergies would let me;o)
ReplyDeleteLove this 'tiny' poem, Linda! =)
Aw, thanks, Bridget. You can come to any of my parties you'd like. I imagine that your allergies do well where you live. My son and daughter-in-law both suffer from the spring blooming!
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