Written for Crispina’s Crimson’s Creative
Challenge #066. I chose Pic #3.
Here’s where the image took me.
The grass weeps pearls at dawn
each stem bears its burden
of translucent sorrow,
caught between earth and light.
How gentle this grieving is,
it’s sadness worn like jewels
on bare branches,
each drop a small, perfect ache
waiting for the sun
to lift it into air,
into memory,
into nothing at all.
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This is “Tears In Heaven” by Eric Clapton
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The Elephant's Trunk 
gorgeous poem ❤ 🙏
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Thanks very much, CA. ❤️
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Fantastic Ekphrastic
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Gracias, Ron. I appreciate that!
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Nancy, this poem is so beautiful!🌺🩷
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Thanks very much, Kymber. Lovely comment.
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A beautiful poem Nancy. Love this unique plant.
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Many thanks, Sadje. It’s a beautiful image from Crispina.
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It is indeed.
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What a deep and sadly beautiful poem, Nancy. It has been raining rivers here. There is something poetic about winter rain.
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Thank you, Brenda. Some winter rains can be lonely and isolating …. and greatly inspiring.
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So nicely done!
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Thanks very much, Jodi.
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so beautifully penned Nancy ❤️
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So kind of you, Ange. Thanks very much.
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❤️
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