My dandelion

My dandelion

A Poem by Anushka joshi
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Just like a person who looses his spark and searches for that spark, a dandelion waiting for a fresh Breeze to blow it's little feathers.

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Free the dandelion
The dandelion feels trapped
Someone come
and blow into my dandelion,
Hard yet gentle.

Let my fairy feathers float
They won't fly anymore,
Just wish to float.
Freely with the breeze
Free enough to decide
When to land and
When to fly there again.

© 2023 Anushka joshi


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Dandelions are sadly overlooked in their race for freedom! If only humans could give birth so easily and know their clans will live on for ever! Time wasted happily: staring at their bright fuffled faces one day and a few days later seeing the glory of the only invasion worth watching! Your poem is great, finely written and a reminder of what dandelions can do to the mind! Many thanks for sharing.

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

emmajoygreen

11 Months Ago

I should not but.. I love dandelions!
Anushka joshi

11 Months Ago

Maybe they're trying to teach us the art of letting go. Something that we feel so hard and painful t.. read more
emmajoygreen

10 Months Ago

What a thought - you could be oh so right, Anushka!



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This one was very aesthetically pleasing and painful at the same time. Love the metaphor

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dandelions are sadly overlooked in their race for freedom! If only humans could give birth so easily and know their clans will live on for ever! Time wasted happily: staring at their bright fuffled faces one day and a few days later seeing the glory of the only invasion worth watching! Your poem is great, finely written and a reminder of what dandelions can do to the mind! Many thanks for sharing.

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

emmajoygreen

11 Months Ago

I should not but.. I love dandelions!
Anushka joshi

11 Months Ago

Maybe they're trying to teach us the art of letting go. Something that we feel so hard and painful t.. read more
emmajoygreen

10 Months Ago

What a thought - you could be oh so right, Anushka!


thank you for the brief respite your words gave me from this cold wet winters evening .. they took me back to late summer and the joy of watching dandelion clocks being carried on the breeze before my eyes and into my neighbours garden quite some way away .. Neville


Posted 12 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Anushka joshi

11 Months Ago

I am glad that my words made you nostalgic. 🌻
A poem of anticipation. I just love watching those dandelion parachutes catching the breeze. Complete freedom. A lovely little poem dear poet.

Chris

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Anushka joshi

1 Year Ago

Thank you so much dear ma'am.
Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

You are welcome. :)
at my age, I feel I am floating much more than flying.
and if the breeze gets too hard...I will just be fragments carrying on.
Really like this poem, Anushka,
j.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Anushka joshi

1 Year Ago

I am glad you liked it. Thank you sir ☺️

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Added on May 23, 2023
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Tags: #hope, #power, #motivation, #respect, #autumn, #winter, #seasons, #nature, #spring, #happy, #smile, #healing, #trauma, #selflove

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Anushka joshi
Anushka joshi

India



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