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Tiny fingers in a fist, he’s my Japanese Honeysuckle, my invasive species. In his first spring, I skipped sidewalks in a trance from his vanilla-scented crown, his elliptical leaves said, “Come to me," and I was bound. Tongue to blossom, nectar released. But hunger resprouts vigorously. Hummingbirds flirt their eyelash wings, and at night, the mouth like a moth searches for an opening. Tongue to blossom, nectar released. Our first summer remains evergreen, even as Cardinals leave their droppings. Spotted sidewalks spread next year’s seeds, a fresh batch of Japanese Honeysuckles in their infancies.
©2023 | K. Hartless
GloPoWriMo #17: In the poem, try to make a specific comparison between some aspect of the plant’s lifespan and your own – or the life of someone close to you. Also, include at least one repeating phrase.
Yard Sale of Thoughts 
wonderful words for her wonderful fairies
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Thank you, Beth. I love 20-30’s fairy artwork and their talented creators.
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Me too
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🙂
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Beautiful tender verses, K – ‘I skipped sidewalks
in a trance from
his vanilla-scented crown’. Loved these heartwarming lines! 🙂
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Thank you, Tom. I washed that boy’s mane yesterday and can confirm it is no longer honey scented. But we did see the first shoots on our evening walk.
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Very well written. They can be very invasive!
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Thank you, Dwight . I realized that after I selected it to talk about my son. Well,
Children are a bit of like an invasive species, anyways, aren’t they?
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Yes, they keep growing and become more demanding in thier needs! :>)
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You’ve brought this spring scene to life in a most delightful way! Love your description of hummingbird wings. ✨
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Thank you, Michelle. I hope to see a few flit this way. Magical miniature birds.
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You are welcome. If I could send a few your way, I would!
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Very creative. I used to love Honey suckle
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I am teaching my son to suck them correctly and that well spawned this poem. The 30’s fairy, a lucky find.
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Ohh such a good tangle of words! I think this is my favorite so far. Thank you for sharing!
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Thank you. My honeysuckle boy is growing up, but this was a wonderful walk down memory lane. I appreciate your kind words.
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Such a beautiful enchanting poem K!❣️
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Beautifully written and love the subject and image you chose K.
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