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| willow's photo prompt for magpie tales 17 |
Tonight
my daughters sing
soft cinquains in the wind,
while watered gardens whisper prayers
to stone.
To see what other participants have written in response to this week's prompt, click on the photo caption. This cinquain was gently inspired by willow's moving "lamb chop" poem, featured in my "Caught our eye" sidebar.
how lovely,
ReplyDeleteand while I don't know much about opera, I know it gives me goosebumps , and to have a daughter that can sing like that would be so humbling.
Your tribute to Willow's poem, and no doubt your appreciation for the arts, is perfect.
Whispering prayers to stone is something I'll remember in my never-empty nest. It made me think of quiet fountains too.
ReplyDeleteYou will be a well like a watered garden . . . - Isaiah 58:11
...tenderness that transports...
ReplyDeleteshort sweet and brilliant...listening for their song...
ReplyDeletelovely indeed, "whispering prayers to stone" ...bkm
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. I can hear your daughters singing alongside the watery garden. What I love even more, is the notion that "when memory elopes on feathered wings, there is no such thing as an empty nest". I'll think of this when I feel those pangs of emptiness.
ReplyDeleteIt is an honor to have caught your eye. Thanks, LLL. xx
Ohhhhh..... Beautiful. Truly.
ReplyDeleteI really like it; it is so soft, flowing, smooth. Lovely.
ReplyDelete... your Magpie blew me away! Great writing.
ReplyDeleteThere's a graveyard motif to this... not sure it was intentional or not, but powerful nonetheless.
ReplyDeleteIn a front of this kind of beauty I can only stay silent and try to hear the song!! :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. Really.
ReplyDeletesubtle, strong words imbued with beauty lorenzo. steven
ReplyDeleteinteresting to have your setting be night time .... not a usual time to be in the garden ..... lovely poem
ReplyDeleteLonely wistful place, except for ghosts, your garden of remembered daughters singing! It got me.
ReplyDeleteHow lovely this is!
ReplyDeleteHow lovely are you words Lorenzo ... this place you've painted sounds so beautiful. I wish I were there to experience it first hand. To hear the sweetness of their song in the watered gardens! Just lovely!
ReplyDeleteThat's beautiful, Lorenzo.
ReplyDeleteYour cinquain is so beautiful! So very difficult to create such beauty within the boundaries of five lines. My hats off to you.
ReplyDeletebeautiful image so well written
ReplyDeletetruly lovely! Wistful yet full of praise.
ReplyDeleteVery beautiful -- love the whispering sound of 'soft cinquains in the wind'
ReplyDeleteI love it! "Watered gardens whispering prayers to stone"
ReplyDeleteBeauty.
Lyrical entry, Lorenzo. It sings.
ReplyDeleteReally lovely write.
ReplyDeletelove to hear them sing...
ReplyDeletecute tale!
mine is up!
Lovely image of a precious night!
ReplyDeleteSweet, succinct and stunning. So there!!
ReplyDeleteso beautifully crafted --I can hear the song
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