Tender Stalk

Tender stalk, the time has come

to stand alone against the winds

that howl and seek to beat a drum

to dictate what your heart rescinds;

frailty, stand strong and true,

though wind blow cold, and night bleed blue.

15 comments on “Tender Stalk

  1. adaisygarden says:

    Absolutely love the photo! Beautiful words as well.

  2. Caddo Veil says:

    Wow-Wonderful, Melody–I LIKE it a lot!

    • Caddo Veil says:

      PS–the last 2 lines have the feel of a Commando Caddo battle cry. We ARE Victorious–Overcomers with Holy can-do Spirit!! (I’ll settle down now and eat a turkey sandwich…)

    • melodylowes says:

      Thank you, Caddo! I guess we all have tender bits – some more than others, depending on where we’re at in our journey.

  3. lylekrahn says:

    Only the perspective of a cold SK wind gives the full perspective of the metaphor. Nicely done. I continue to be amazed at how many poems you produce.

    • melodylowes says:

      ๐Ÿ™‚ I guess finding my voice at midlife means I spill words all over the place! There seems to be a lot to say… I always wonder if it will dry up once I’ve had my say, so I write while the words are in my head just in case they stop one day!

  4. Debbie says:

    I loved that, ‘night bleed blue’! Great job, Melody!

  5. BK says:

    Hi Melody, I have used this beautiful photo of yours with a quotation by Melody Beattie in my Facebook page ‘Symphony of Love’ at: http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=562853387075012&set=a.230592023634485.80826.188411217852566&type=1&theater&notif_t=like. If you do not like the use of it, please let me know and I will remove it immediately. Sorry for any inconvenience caused.

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