It starts with an ephemeral puff
of delicate seed-heads in a child’s hand,
waiting for the wind, hitchhikers
free to take sunshine wherever they land.
A dandelion may start life
as a fragile seed, a tickle in a downy clock
a drifter on a breeze,
but it can crumble paving stones and rock
and, before you know it,
suddenly a thousand golden faces appear,
granted wishes from every
puffball blown by children year on year,
and romantic grown-ups too,
star-gazers like me and you.
Kim M. Russell, 22nd April 2020
On Sunday, April 22, 2018, Susie offered us inspiration from poets born in April, quotations accompanied by images.
The challenge is to let the quotations lead to poetry, writing in any form or no form at all.
As I’m merging this prompt with Kerry’s Skylover Wordlist, sourced from Dylan Thomas’s poetry collection Deaths and Entrances, from which the twenty-second word is ‘seed’, I had to choose the quotation from William Jay Smith: “ A fresh and vigorous weed, always renewed and renewing, it will cut its wondrous way through rubbish and rubble.”.