. . . sun peeking round cotton-puff clouds.
I wander meadows flush with buttercups
trees rustling in breeze.
Leaves gleam myriad shades of green.
Sitting cross-legged, eyes closed
hands prayer-folded to chest
soothed by buttercups,
undulating tall grasses.
Serenity . . .
RRRRiiiinnnnnggggg!
RRRRiiiinnnnnggggg!
Scene shifts
I grudgingly answer call.
Written for dVerse, the virtual pub for poets where it’s Quadrille Monday and the word to be used within the body of our exactly 44 word poem (sans title) is flush.
In this Covid-19 era, I find myself doing yoga and meditating every day. This morning the telephone rudely interrupted me – motivating this post. Stay safe everyone!
Pub opens at 3 PM Boston time. Photo from Pixabay.com
lillian the home poet 
The best poems are drawn from real life, Lill, and I can remember the same thing happening to me years ago when I still meditated every day. I love the thought of being soothed by buttercups!
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Aww, you took me with you into a little bit of meditation. Something I could really use, though I have never tried it. I like your title falling gently into your first line..imitating the flow of it all…..nice!
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Awwww. Sorry you got interrupted, Lil. Such a gorgeous, peaceful moment. I don’t do yoga (my head likes to be on top), but I have been depending on nature for my sanity right now. This is perfect.
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Those buttercups look beautiful.
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I love these lines and can feel them:
“hands prayer-folded to chest
soothed by buttercups,”
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These lines are so wonderfully written:
“flush with buttercups
trees rustling in breeze.
Leaves gleam myriad shades of green.”
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I find it interesting how rare it is that I hear a telephone ring these days…
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A beautiful and lyrical moment interruptus. Your word smithing is sterling, We still have a land line, plus cell phones, and those robo calls keep popping up. “Press one if you want to be put on our Do Not Call List.” Yeah, right.
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I enjoyed your meditation.
At least the ring meant connection in this time of social distancing.
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What a lovely meditation. I was just getting good and relaxed and “rrrrrring!”. Well, how absolutely rude! A pox on those fellows.
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I like this playful take on the prompt.
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I thought you were finished and then I, like you cringed, as the phone rang! What a beautiful scene your words paint!
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Oh, I would have let it ring! I can just imagine basking in those buttercups!
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Arghhh… we need more days without phones around. Lovely piece, Lillian.
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A very peaceful scene. Too bad about that phone.
Pat
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Wonderful, Lillian!
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Technology is quite the spoiler…(K)
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