The Iris and the Dandelion
whimsy with a point99 total reviews
Comment from fastdigits
From the mind of creativity a
moral is etched in the flowing
words of your flowers, what is
one person's poison is another's
gold.
A great children's tale for the
formative years.
As always, well done
reply by the author on 16-Jul-2009
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From the mind of creativity a
moral is etched in the flowing
words of your flowers, what is
one person's poison is another's
gold.
A great children's tale for the
formative years.
As always, well done
Comment Written 16-Jul-2009
reply by the author on 16-Jul-2009
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Thank you - I appreciate your positive feedback, as always!! :-) Brooke
Comment from Phil Kitom
A lovely poem that flows with a beautiful
rhythm an rhyme that is captivating and
draws the senses to the garden.
Well done with this
reply by the author on 16-Jul-2009
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A lovely poem that flows with a beautiful
rhythm an rhyme that is captivating and
draws the senses to the garden.
Well done with this
Comment Written 16-Jul-2009
reply by the author on 16-Jul-2009
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Thanks, Dave, for your thoughtfulness :-) Brooke
Comment from Phoenix Rising
Beauty is indeed in the eye of the beholder. I loved this little garden tale. For some reason this reminded me of Alice in Wonderlad, when she was talking to the snooty flowers.
Great write Brook.
PR
reply by the author on 16-Jul-2009
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Beauty is indeed in the eye of the beholder. I loved this little garden tale. For some reason this reminded me of Alice in Wonderlad, when she was talking to the snooty flowers.
Great write Brook.
PR
Comment Written 16-Jul-2009
reply by the author on 16-Jul-2009
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PR, thank you for your thoughtful review - I was not thinking of the snooty flowers in Alice, but yes, you are so right! Thank you for reminding me of that :-) Brooke
Comment from Joan E.
I thought I was reading a parable in 8-6-8-6 stanzas. You told your tale with lovely rhymes and "court" metaphor and "fortress" simile. I also enjoyed your personification of the flowers along with the use of direct address. The picture and bright colors drew attention to the lesson being told at the end of your fetching poem.
reply by the author on 16-Jul-2009
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I thought I was reading a parable in 8-6-8-6 stanzas. You told your tale with lovely rhymes and "court" metaphor and "fortress" simile. I also enjoyed your personification of the flowers along with the use of direct address. The picture and bright colors drew attention to the lesson being told at the end of your fetching poem.
Comment Written 16-Jul-2009
reply by the author on 16-Jul-2009
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I'm so glad you like this, Joan - I love the 8/6/8/6 format and should use it more often :-) Thanks so much. Brooke
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Me too. I'm sure I'll see more of this form soon from you. I, on the other hand, will take a bit longer to perform. -J
Comment from EllieKaye
:) : ) : ) : ) : )
Yep, you created a huge smile on my face. I love this one, Brooke.
If I didn't know any better... I'd guess you were already a professional poet, lurking amongst us. really, my friend. This is pure delight.
reply by the author on 16-Jul-2009
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:) : ) : ) : ) : )
Yep, you created a huge smile on my face. I love this one, Brooke.
If I didn't know any better... I'd guess you were already a professional poet, lurking amongst us. really, my friend. This is pure delight.
Comment Written 16-Jul-2009
reply by the author on 16-Jul-2009
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I can see the story now - a professional poet sent to spy among the amateurs - I'm sure there's a bizarre espionage novel in there somewhere :-) Thanks so much, Ellie! Brooke
Comment from Blaidd Drwg
Brooke, this poem maybe whimsy, but it also has lapidary perfection!
The story is beautifully rounded and complete; the moral so poignant and eloquent; and the technical execution so precise it boggles my mind.
no hapless bug who launched attack
had lived to tell his fate
SMILES!
This dandelion, maligned and spurned,
could think of no retort,
for it had sought but modest home,
not stolen seat in court
How often do we feel like dandelions? Or at least we encounter those who would make us so feel.
A child stooped down and chose pure gold
to pick for his best friend
As I said, perfect ending!
You and Margaret; what's up with you two, who can touch me so deeply?
John
reply by the author on 16-Jul-2009
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Brooke, this poem maybe whimsy, but it also has lapidary perfection!
The story is beautifully rounded and complete; the moral so poignant and eloquent; and the technical execution so precise it boggles my mind.
no hapless bug who launched attack
had lived to tell his fate
SMILES!
This dandelion, maligned and spurned,
could think of no retort,
for it had sought but modest home,
not stolen seat in court
How often do we feel like dandelions? Or at least we encounter those who would make us so feel.
A child stooped down and chose pure gold
to pick for his best friend
As I said, perfect ending!
You and Margaret; what's up with you two, who can touch me so deeply?
John
Comment Written 16-Jul-2009
reply by the author on 16-Jul-2009
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Yes, John, it is a world determined to put down the dandelions among us, and almost all of us ARE the dandelions among us at one time or another. Thanks so much for such an insightful review. I love Margaret, too. :-) Brooke
Comment from Margaret Snowdon
How lovely is this! I just
love it -- this is you at
your best, great story in
a poem, with perfect flow,
rhythm and rhyme....
I haven't a six, but will
grant you a ten, my friend.
A real pleasure to review
Margaret.
reply by the author on 16-Jul-2009
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How lovely is this! I just
love it -- this is you at
your best, great story in
a poem, with perfect flow,
rhythm and rhyme....
I haven't a six, but will
grant you a ten, my friend.
A real pleasure to review
Margaret.
Comment Written 16-Jul-2009
reply by the author on 16-Jul-2009
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Margaret, I gratefully accept the ten!!! Thank you, my lovely friend :-) Brooke
Comment from Adri7enne
Ah, I bloody love you, you scamp! This is so cute and sentimental and loving, it almost brought a tear to my eye. I'm going to a garden tour this afternoon and I'll not be able to look at dandelions in quite the same way. You're very special, you know. Love how you think and how you write!
reply by the author on 16-Jul-2009
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Ah, I bloody love you, you scamp! This is so cute and sentimental and loving, it almost brought a tear to my eye. I'm going to a garden tour this afternoon and I'll not be able to look at dandelions in quite the same way. You're very special, you know. Love how you think and how you write!
Comment Written 16-Jul-2009
reply by the author on 16-Jul-2009
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This may be the first time I've ever been called a scamp - I like it!!! :-) Thanks, Adrienne, for all your warm and wonderful comments. Brooke
Comment from Amfunny
Oh, this is positively delightful! I love the ending of your story. Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder for sure. Excellent writing. Love the simplicity and the ease of reading...good rhythm and flow.
reply by the author on 16-Jul-2009
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Oh, this is positively delightful! I love the ending of your story. Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder for sure. Excellent writing. Love the simplicity and the ease of reading...good rhythm and flow.
Comment Written 16-Jul-2009
reply by the author on 16-Jul-2009
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Thank you, my friend :-) I like when your soft side comes out! Brooke :-)
Comment from Jean Lutz
Delightful teaching from nature itself. Perhaps the child knew not to pick the more delicate high maintenance variety; but chose the dandelion for its sturdiness and willingness to grow where planted. Maybe we should all be more like the dandelion.
reply by the author on 16-Jul-2009
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Delightful teaching from nature itself. Perhaps the child knew not to pick the more delicate high maintenance variety; but chose the dandelion for its sturdiness and willingness to grow where planted. Maybe we should all be more like the dandelion.
Comment Written 16-Jul-2009
reply by the author on 16-Jul-2009
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Thank you, Jean, for this warm and lovely review :-) Brooke
