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)
Whose gentle shade became a shroud of pain
Which drained away at hopes which may remain
Of memories of brighter days to see
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
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
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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