peonies glow neon pink:
That girl with a crazy hat
brandishes her June paintbrush.
Lovely words and poetry
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Thank you, Andrew 🙂 You are most kind. Will be over to your blog this week. Have had rather a lot on my plate for weeks now, so being generally neglectful of all my online friends. Please forgive me.
Actually, I posted a romantic poem about love and flowers. Curious what you think of it. No problem. Read it whenever you can.
At long last I’ve read your poem 🙂 Sorry about the delay. Have commented over at yours.
Thanks. I know how you like to write about nature.
I tried growing them once. Failed miserably! 🙂 I would much rather read your lovely tanka about them.
Wishing you a brilliant Tuesday, my talented friend!
They love the chalky dry soil in my garden. No special treatment at all.
Wishing you a brilliant Tuesday, too. Sorry, for being so neglectful of late. Have been taking a long rest from blogging and writing, and getting some fresh air. Was feeling a bit jaded, but am starting to feel better now. Nearly there!
Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
#Haiku Happenings #7: Sarah Potter’s latest #tanka!
Love this. Sarah, you clever lady you. The last bit is abso genius xxxxxxxxxx
Thank you, Shey 🙂 I’m getting the odd burst of creativity at the moment, but am mostly plugged in on recharge. Am being incredibly neglectful of my dear blogging friends, but finally have to take time out to do some long overdue jobs away from the PC, in between chilling out. Will be back soon — refreshed, creative, and sociable — and check out what everyone else has being doing/posting during my frequent absences. xxxxxxxxxx
Listen, you take time. Surest way to keep sane….. xxxxxx
And here you are dearest Sarah, and what a glorious splash of colour and your tanka, just beautifully written. So good to see you smiling again through your photos and words. Have a beautiful weekend my beautiful friend 🙂 ❤ 🙂 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Thank you, Sherri. Presently, I’m spring cleaning. Was smiling until a load of dust fell on me from my chimney while clearning the hearth. Hah! Maybe that calls for a funny poem, as have recovered and am laughing. Counting down to our lovely meet-up, my dearest friend (about 1 month to go — yay!!!). xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Yes, they look like they’re growing old disgracefully 🙂
Sounds like the best way to grow old, although being disgraceful requires energy. Presently recharging myself for something, but not sure what that something. Maybe a quietly semi-disgraceful something 😉
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