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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Illustrate the meaning of "Make Hay While the Sun Shines" (without using the actual phrase or literal example). (03/06/08)

TITLE: A Cluster of Thoughts
By Kayleigh Hendricks


A cluster of thoughts
attack my brain
all at once,
and though I once thought I’d have liked to shut them up
I’ve learned to appreciate the visual stimulation that the silent, incessant babbling provides me with.
I’ve been searching for a muse (my muse) everywhere,
but sometimes the seasons provide that for me, instead, until one has presented itself.
anything which has been everything
and which has never ceased
to fill up my insides
is a tickling, bubbly, bright-eyed, and curious kind of joy
as I realize the flowers of spring will be blossoming soon;
so I pick up the blooming dandelions in my yard
and I think ...perhaps I will wish on this
and blow the seeds into the heavy winds that are whipping at my hair and face,
but before I do
I twirl them around and around
and I spin in circles
with my eyes closed
and the sun is heating every inch of my skin
and I think to myself,
the neighbors will wonder who this crazy girl is,
but then I shrug it off
and imagine they would be spinning and enjoying the taste of such a delicate day, too,
and besides, why should I care?
I’m just giving thanks to he who created such heavenly wonder
and I bet he is up in the endless heavens
 spinning, too,
 and blowing on dandelion seeds
wondering where they will land
and reproducing more beautiful offspring.
Maybe this year I’ll plant my own garden;
how nice that would be--
to plant a garden
of flowers and grass?
How many bright, fluttering butterflies would they attract?
And what if I put the hammock back up;
and as I scribbled hopeless thoughts into the late hours of afternoon
on some weekend I had free,
what if the butterflies swarmed around me
on occasion
and one decided to kiss the top of my nose
or the curls on my head again?
Wouldn’t that be a most pleasant surprise?
I could buy a fountain
and run my fingers under cool, dripping water
when I got too hot,
and beautiful baby birds would fly by
and dip down
to cool off, too.
They would sing a sweet song
into this crazy combination of weather
and perhaps the birds and the butterflies would collide
and compliment one another on the beauty of one's sound
and the beauty of one's sight
and as the bird stoops down to sip on nectar
from the flowers in my garden
a bee would buzz near,
and instead of fighting over the nectar
they take turns
and share it,
and what a wonderful garden of love and life that would be ..
We shall see.

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Marlene Austin03/14/08
Poem flowed nicely. Great descriptions. Esp. liked the description of God - spinning, laughing, etc. Thanks for sharing this piece. :)
Sally Hanan03/14/08
I loved this smorgasbord of thoughts and how they ran around the yard with you. :)Beautiful pictures.
Lyn Churchyard03/16/08
What a wonderfully, delightful read. I smiled at the thought of a butterfly kissing my nose. This was so beautiful. I loved it from beginning to end, well done.
Chely Roach03/16/08
I absolutely loved this...especially the line,"I pick up the blooming dandelions in my yard
and I think ...perhaps I will wish on this
and blow the seeds into the heavy winds that are whipping at my hair and face..."
There is something so nostalgic there that it makes me feel like a kid again.
The entire poem makes me itch (even more) for Spring, and reminds me of the excitement of watching the gardens bloom in the warmth of summer. Ahhhh....
Jan Ackerson 03/16/08
This is charming and delightful!
Shelley Ledfors 03/16/08
...And that Cluster of Thoughts is truly lovely! Some wonderful imagery in this piece. Welcome! I look forward to reading more of your writings!
Arlene Showalter03/16/08
Mandy White03/16/08
I love the feel of this piece! Good job!
Tim Pickl03/18/08
This one is so WARM--I can feel it. Your 'cluster of thoughts' translate so well into a flood of feelings. This is a well-Spring of life!
Henry Clemmons03/19/08
More like a cluster of beats from your heart. Very nice expression here. Good flow of energy and thought. Keep up the inspiring work.
Debbie Wistrom03/19/08
I felt caught up in your joy. Thanks for sharing this.
Shayne Catoe03/19/08
What an artful poem. Be sure to capitalize "H" when speaking of God as the pronoun he. I don't mean to be too picky, I just find it reverent. I enjoyed the read.
Sara Harricharan 03/19/08
A lovely thought cluster! I liked the part with the butterflies, those were my favorite lines! Great job! ^_^
Joshua Janoski03/19/08
The formatting of this piece fit the cluster of thoughts that you were conveying perfectly.

Everything flowed real smoothly. I'll admit, when I first started reading this, I wondered if it would all make sense, and it did. You transitioned well from one thought to another.

Thank you for sharing.
Joanne Sher 03/19/08
Lovely - great images.