Friday, October 20, 2006

Autumn Milkweed

A thousand seeds
burst from this
rough belly,
fling themselves
to the wind...
like a tumble
of silken forgetfulness
a clutch of regret.

Milkweed photo, by Gail Nadeau. Used with permission.

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Blogger Martin Stickland said...

The pastries in the post! but it may be a bit flat and soggy by the time it reaches you!

Nice poem, keep up the good work!


8:31 AM  
Blogger Mark Goodyear said...

"releasing/ a clutch of regret" is nice.

12:33 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

"Silken forgetfulness releasing a clutch of reget" sounds like the sweet sigh of contentment. What has been has been.

I feel the tension in my shoulders relaxing just saying these words out loud to myself.

6:45 PM  
Blogger Katrina @ Callapidder Days said...


And the picture really brought back the memories for me. The house where I grew up had milkweed all along the border between our yard and a neighboring cornfield. I haven't seen milkweed in years, so this really struck me.

8:19 PM  

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