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PRIDE
Is it branches full of unopened blossoms against
an impossibly blue April sky?
Or could it be rows of trees, heavy with fruit in
late summer, yellow jackets hovering?
Look down. Is it in the remains of
the bounty, rotting after October frosts?
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2015
Carol, at Carol's Corner, will join me again this year as often as possible.
Kimberley, at iWrite in Maine, is joining me this month.
Kay, at A Journey Through the Pages, is joining, too!
"Piano Pride"
Steve, at inside the dog, is sharing his poems
in the comments at Poetrepository.
Heidi, at my juicy little universe, will join us when she can.
Linda, at TeacherDance, will join as often as she can.
Check the comments at A Year of Reading or Poetrepository for her poems.
Kevin (Kevin's Meandering Mind) is back this year,
leaving poetry trax in the comments.
Jone, at DeoWriter, is doing a "double L" challenge.
She and I are cross-poLLinating our challenges whenever possible.
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ReplyDeleteAnd still another absolutely perfect poem. I'm blown away, as always, by your ability to capture such vivid images, such big message, in so few words. This is gorgeous.
ReplyDelete"Pride"
it's such
a delicate balance
that constant teetering
taking pride in one's work
and being prideful
being someone's pride and joy
and being an approval monger
being proud as a peacock
and the pride that goes before a fall
bursting with pride
and having to swallow your pride
I wish the scales
didn't tip
quite so often.
(C) Carol Wilcox, 2015
Spring is coming Mary Lee, I promise! I see glimpses every day.
ReplyDeleteYou caught the emotion in your pairing and gave us a glimpse of what is happening with spring in Ohio. Interesting that spring is just not ready to make its splendid debut.
ReplyDeleteAll of the above! Such lovely images, too.
ReplyDeleteI love the unexpected last stanza! Well done.
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