Horses Poem by M.J. Lemon
Horses
Winter buttercups
owe their lives to the horses
who find sweet cider
Concise but meaningful and beautiful. Thanks for sharing.
I love the stark contrast of this one. A bright yellow delicate flower nicely juxtaposed with the white crispness of snow owing it's life to the horses.10+
Thank you, Simone. Yes, life and survival. This was written after seeing a similar scene a few years ago. Thanks so much.
I have never seen a winter buttercup but a field of them would be to my way of thinking a beautiful sight in the dead of winter when the grass is buried under feet of snow and the horses paw the ground to find them... that's what I am seeing... please give me insight, I am feeling pretty blind these days
Hi Susan, Yes, that's exactly what I saw years ago and remember to this day....flowers poking through the falling snow. It was late winter, almost spring, but the flowers were out and the horses were in the fields. A great day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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For someone living in the rain forest; the comments helps to seek out the profundity of this pleasant to read Senryu. Thanks Mj
Thank you, Loke. I hope it also brings or adds a sense of calm.