Treasure is Transported
rhyming quatrains152 total reviews
Comment from jmdg1954
It must be spring. Calendar wise anyways. Still talking the "s" word. Back to spring and Brooke when I get to read your poems on dandelions. Although the are artistically written, I still don't like that weed infiltrating my yard. Even bribing me with a photo of Sawyer can't change my mind.
Haha... Even though your poem was about dandelions at least the thought of spring made me smile... Nicely done, John
reply by the author on 23-Mar-2014
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It must be spring. Calendar wise anyways. Still talking the "s" word. Back to spring and Brooke when I get to read your poems on dandelions. Although the are artistically written, I still don't like that weed infiltrating my yard. Even bribing me with a photo of Sawyer can't change my mind.
Haha... Even though your poem was about dandelions at least the thought of spring made me smile... Nicely done, John
Comment Written 23-Mar-2014
reply by the author on 23-Mar-2014
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John, thanks so much - perhaps once we get past Tuesday's snow it will be here to stay ahwhile. LOL :-) Brooke
Comment from alexgeorge
True, the dandelion seeds have heralded spring, and Sawyer helps in spreading cheer, the garden is a wonder to behold, such joy in God's creation.
reply by the author on 23-Mar-2014
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True, the dandelion seeds have heralded spring, and Sawyer helps in spreading cheer, the garden is a wonder to behold, such joy in God's creation.
Comment Written 23-Mar-2014
reply by the author on 23-Mar-2014
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Alex, thank you so much :-) Brooke
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welcome
Comment from Aussie
Santa got his head blown off - his seeds floated aimlessly through the air; bumping on the fertile ground, Sawyer began to stare. He picked some stems and wished on Santa "take my wish seeds across the world," blowing hard he watched Santa take off and springtime was nearly here! Well done Mrs Seedy.
reply by the author on 23-Mar-2014
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Santa got his head blown off - his seeds floated aimlessly through the air; bumping on the fertile ground, Sawyer began to stare. He picked some stems and wished on Santa "take my wish seeds across the world," blowing hard he watched Santa take off and springtime was nearly here! Well done Mrs Seedy.
Comment Written 23-Mar-2014
reply by the author on 23-Mar-2014
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Thanks for the smile and the review, Kay :-) Hope you've had a grand Sunday :-) Brooke
Comment from amahra
What little Sawyer has in his hand, I haven't seen in years. Because I live in the city now and not the suburbs where I grew up. Loved the poem and loved the first two lines: Treasure is transported in dandelion seeds.
reply by the author on 24-Mar-2014
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What little Sawyer has in his hand, I haven't seen in years. Because I live in the city now and not the suburbs where I grew up. Loved the poem and loved the first two lines: Treasure is transported in dandelion seeds.
Comment Written 23-Mar-2014
reply by the author on 24-Mar-2014
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Amahra, thank you so much :-) How sad that the city has no dandelions. You should find a nice park. Brooke
Comment from persevere
The photo and the poem are such a delightful ushering in of spring. The rhyming is perfect and the carpet of dandelion seeds is so visual. I wonder what is in Sawyer's mind as he carries that spring dust.
reply by the author on 23-Mar-2014
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The photo and the poem are such a delightful ushering in of spring. The rhyming is perfect and the carpet of dandelion seeds is so visual. I wonder what is in Sawyer's mind as he carries that spring dust.
Comment Written 23-Mar-2014
reply by the author on 23-Mar-2014
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persevere, thank you so much :-) Brooke
Comment from Shirley E Kennedy
Dandelions are such wonderful golden orbs of luscious yellow.
Surely a true indicator of the promise of Spring in all its splendour.
I really like your delightful message and image.
I hope Spring brings a bright and colourful respite from the harshness of this Winter.
reply by the author on 23-Mar-2014
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Dandelions are such wonderful golden orbs of luscious yellow.
Surely a true indicator of the promise of Spring in all its splendour.
I really like your delightful message and image.
I hope Spring brings a bright and colourful respite from the harshness of this Winter.
Comment Written 23-Mar-2014
reply by the author on 23-Mar-2014
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Seken, thank you so much :-) Brooke
Comment from NicciFaye
Treasure is trasported in danedlion seeds...what an opening and what an imagination..I really love that...then you have teh fabulor Sawyer holding the wishing bloom. Lovely
reply by the author on 23-Mar-2014
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Treasure is trasported in danedlion seeds...what an opening and what an imagination..I really love that...then you have teh fabulor Sawyer holding the wishing bloom. Lovely
Comment Written 23-Mar-2014
reply by the author on 23-Mar-2014
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Nicci, thank you so much :-) Brooke
Comment from ILovePoetry!
So very true! Blowing that fluffy dandelion white is an automatic smile-maker. Catching them, blowing them, replanting the seeds... It's great fun and a perfect spring activity. Oh the lovely days of spring!
reply by the author on 23-Mar-2014
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So very true! Blowing that fluffy dandelion white is an automatic smile-maker. Catching them, blowing them, replanting the seeds... It's great fun and a perfect spring activity. Oh the lovely days of spring!
Comment Written 23-Mar-2014
reply by the author on 23-Mar-2014
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Thanks so much, ILovePoetry :-) Brooke
Comment from Dean Kuch
Ha, yeah, it's spreading cheer, alright, especially if you're a Chem Lawn representaive, he he!
Cute little verse, Brooke. Nothing wrong with spreading a little cheer when we can, whatever the means of delivery!
Well done!
reply by the author on 23-Mar-2014
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Ha, yeah, it's spreading cheer, alright, especially if you're a Chem Lawn representaive, he he!
Cute little verse, Brooke. Nothing wrong with spreading a little cheer when we can, whatever the means of delivery!
Well done!
Comment Written 23-Mar-2014
reply by the author on 23-Mar-2014
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Thanks for the laugh and the review, Dean :-) Brooke
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It was great, Brooke. I only wish I'd reviewed it after my ration of sixes were restored.
Comment from tony bronk
At least not for a better way for Sawyer on a warm spring day. Youth and its innocence would be wasted if, they were 100% aware of their surroundings with time in the mix. Just let them be. A lovely poem. Sweet Dreams. Tony
reply by the author on 23-Mar-2014
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At least not for a better way for Sawyer on a warm spring day. Youth and its innocence would be wasted if, they were 100% aware of their surroundings with time in the mix. Just let them be. A lovely poem. Sweet Dreams. Tony
Comment Written 23-Mar-2014
reply by the author on 23-Mar-2014
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Tony, thank you so much, my friend :-) Brooke
