Thursday, October 6, 2016

The Flower and the Tree to High On Potenuse 
A strange tale of a flower finding its place 
A stranger tale of a student finding his place 


The Flower and the Tree (Shakespearean sonnet) 

A flower wilted waiting ‘neath a tree
Whose gentle shade became a shroud of pain
Which drained away at hopes which may remain
Of memories of brighter days to see
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The flower caught the eyes of lover’s heart
Who brought her out to dance away a truth
He loved her so he swore they’d never part
And together they revisited their youth
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Soon tree which was the source of flower’s strain
Thought why should she be happier than me
Who freed her eyes from possibility
That from my boughs there’s anything to gain
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Confused the flower returned to its place
And brought her sunshine there to offer grace 


A confusing tale leaves mind wondering in this Shakespearean sonnet. Normally a Shakespearean sonnet is on the subject of love. In this one I went with a story. We have a painting of a woman whose solitary existence finds love. Then, for some reason, she returns to her solitary existence. To add to the mystery, the sonnet ends with a touch of light. 

This sonnet was taken from one of the stories told by my teacher, Fred Wilkins. Life is wonder-filled. Arlene had this friend, Shelly. Shelly was a average looking girl, with a good job, who lived by herself. One day, while grocery shopping, she met a guy. This average looking girl turned beautiful. The two started dating. They even went out dancing with us every now and again. After about five months the guy shows up at our house, wondering what happened to Shelly. She doesn't answer his pone calls or respond to the notes he leaves in her mailbox. Arlene and I didn't know. About a week later, Arlene shares with the strange story. There was nothing wrong with the guy. Shelly just preferred to live by herself. Then, and now, I remembered a story told by a teacher, Fred Wilkins. 

There are many ways to take the tree story. We are all individuals. Life effects us all differently. Even as we dress alike, watch the same TV shows, do what everyone else is doing, try be like everyone else, there is something unique in us all. Something trying to get out. Something trying to express itself. Something shouting, "Here I am!" For some of us, that something may break out. For some of us we may control it. But keep in mind that is us. It is our life. Everyone has their own unique life. We can inspire or be inspired. As far as I know, the road to finding ourselves has no end. So as we venture forth, to discover "me", Enjoy. 



How about a madrigal to go with this: Paul Mealor "Now Sleeps The Crimson Petal"

Ever wished that you had said that - What if you did 


If you multiply 111,111,111 × 111,111,111 you get 12,345,678,987,654,321 - a palindrome number that reads the same forwards or backwards. And that works all the way back down to 11 x 11 (121) or just 1 x 1 (1). To learn this and other wonderful math facts are Keegan-Michael Key and Jordan Peele, of Key and Peele. They are about to learn a little more than math. 
One can earn extra credit for making teachers laugh. "Key & Peele - High On Potenuse" 


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Just like everyone else. 
Margaret Mead

20 comments:

  1. How prolific you are and always interesting. I wish I would follow more closely but duty and procrastinating rule a lot of my time. Thank you for your comments on my poetry blog, I appreciate them so much especially considering how busy you obviously are. Sincerely ! Ellecee

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    1. Thank you for the complements.
      Stop by when you can, but explore and develop your talents first

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  2. More people should let it out and not worry about being like others

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    1. The best we can do is be good examples
      You're doing this well
      Thank you

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  3. How lucky that she realised that she was happier on her own, and acted on it. If she hadn't I suspect she would have made two people unhappy. At least.
    On the numbers front. If you add the numbers in any multiple of nine - they will add up to nine ( eg 2 x 9 =18. 1 +8 = 9)

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    1. Amazing insight, you have. A Gift.
      Thank you for the Math-A-Magic

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  4. I loved your poem, it has such a beautiful mystery to it. I'm glad she found light with or without another.

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    1. Well put
      Glad you enjoyed the poem
      Thank you

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  5. Seems Shelly knew her mind and what she wanted. Good to read that!
    Lovely poem..

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    1. Yes she did and seemed happy by herself.
      Thank you for the complement

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  6. This poem hit a different chord with me, before reading the why of its birth. Sometimes a flower blooms to bring beauty into her life and surroundings. I think sometimes, the flower wilts when it is not nurtured by the right gardener. Sometimes, in life we expand our roots only to find, its not where we belong. The flower being confused by the turn of seasons perhaps? I must use that photo and tell her story from my own perspective.

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    1. An interesting and respected insight. Even Shelly may not know the truth of her decision.
      Thank you for giving us something to think about

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  7. I feel sorry for the guy really. And, though she prefers to be alone now, I think she should worry about that really & wonder why this is. I think she will have a very lonely life if she makes her life an island.

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    1. Wow! I never thought about the guy.
      You have a valuable perspective.
      Thank you for these valuable viewpoints.

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  8. Hello, pretty poem. Seems like a mixture of happiness and sadness. I hope Shelly was happy by herself, it could get lonely. Happy Friday, have a happy weekend!

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    1. Thank you for your good wishes and for the warm compliments

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  9. I resonate with this poem and especially the story that follows. Sometimes one thinks one wants a partner because that is the way of the world. But I am always happier and more peaceful in solitude. The poem is very Beautiful!

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    1. Thank you so much for providing this personal insight.
      Your beautiful poetry is evidence of your happiness

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  10. Some flowers refuse to bloom and go no further than only a bud.
    Lisa

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    1. Refuse or...?
      Speaking of flowers, bloom on.
      Thank you

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