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Monday, September 19, 2016

Tiny Sprouts



We were all once tiny seeds

Blooming into different forms

Reaching our hands out from the wholesome soil

Searching for the lost sunlight

Our heads remaining under the surface

Digging for the deeper perspectives

Searching for that sense of peace

Tumbling as we go.



We are all still flourishing,

Growing leaves and stems slowly

Learning from our failures

A mistake is a fertilizer,

Supplying us with the right amount of knowledge

To help us mature into the flower we will all become.



We are all emotional.

Our stems droop

when the wind blows in the wrong direction,

We bedeck ourselves with blossoms

When we are lighthearted.



And now,

We must open the curtains of our eyes,

By stepping back from our motivations

And see the world in a new light

We must open the windows of our hearts,

Accepting other ideas

And be as flexible as the currents of water

We must open the latches of our brains

Emptying our thoughts

And find the peace rooted deep within

To become as supple and calm

As the newborn sprout

That we all once were.


3 comments:

  1. I really like the use of figurative language in the poem. It really adds to the meaning of the poem.

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  2. Wow this is really good. I love the imagery and the metaphor between a plant and a person :)

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  3. I love how you use personification in this poem to represent a person, it makes the poem so interesting to read! I also love how you connect every aspect of a plant growing to a person growing and it really shows the symbolism between the two and it makes the poem very powerful.

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