Walking on Blossoms
A flower cannot blossom without sunshine,
and man cannot live without love.
Max Muller
A flower cannot blossom without sunshine,
and man cannot live without love.
Max Muller
Palm Tree Gems
"For a writer,
published works are like fallen flowers,
but the expected new work
is like a calyx waiting to blossom."
Cao Yu
"For a writer,
published works are like fallen flowers,
but the expected new work
is like a calyx waiting to blossom."
Cao Yu
Heron Harry
Let us be grateful to people who make us happy,
they are the charming gardeners
who make our souls blossom."
Marcel Proust
Let us be grateful to people who make us happy,
they are the charming gardeners
who make our souls blossom."
Marcel Proust
"It is the hour to rend thy chains,
the blossom time of souls."
the blossom time of souls."
Katharine Lee Bates
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Getting up before dawn wasn't bad,
in fact, it reminded me of how happy I was
back in the day
making my living
in the nether world of night.
The drive out there through Honolulu's dawn
was enjoyable.
My physician had prescribed an M.R.I on my back.
Of course I assumed that I would be exemplary,
going to my special place
and lying perfectly still inside the tube.
Favorite Husband had his paw MRI-ed last month
but only his lower extremities
had been "in the tube."
Well,
They put me
All The Way In.
Panic threatened.
I thought of the change in dynasties in China
that resulted in former officials
being incarcerated in the equivalent of steamer trunks
for years, with only a rice bowl- sized hole.
I thought of concentration camp inmates
pressed into cattle cars.
I thought of North Korea's prisons.
I shoulda thought about other things, eh?
Keeping my eyes closed
I impersonated a perfect patient.
But I was SO happy to get out of there!
Mercy! Really I
didn't realize I had agreed to do that!
I'll be recovering at home this weekend. . .
What have you got planned?
Warmly, cloudia
in fact, it reminded me of how happy I was
back in the day
making my living
in the nether world of night.
The drive out there through Honolulu's dawn
was enjoyable.
My physician had prescribed an M.R.I on my back.
Of course I assumed that I would be exemplary,
going to my special place
and lying perfectly still inside the tube.
Favorite Husband had his paw MRI-ed last month
but only his lower extremities
had been "in the tube."
Well,
They put me
All The Way In.
Panic threatened.
I thought of the change in dynasties in China
that resulted in former officials
being incarcerated in the equivalent of steamer trunks
for years, with only a rice bowl- sized hole.
I thought of concentration camp inmates
pressed into cattle cars.
I thought of North Korea's prisons.
I shoulda thought about other things, eh?
Keeping my eyes closed
I impersonated a perfect patient.
But I was SO happy to get out of there!
Mercy! Really I
didn't realize I had agreed to do that!
I'll be recovering at home this weekend. . .
What have you got planned?
Warmly, cloudia