Nuns And Sunflowers

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Nuns And Sunflowers
(My tribute to Fellini.)

A long afternoon spent
in a field of ripe sunflowers
my faded picnic blanket
a magic carpet.

The ultraviolet rays
sing my body a warm lullaby
my hands stop worrying
at the worn threads of my mind
as goldenrod heads gently nod
in blissful agreement above me
nature doing Fellini proud
(or is it just me?)

As the day settles into the heat
the visions start to fade
but before the spell is broken
I see myself surrounded
by nun’s in old habits
collecting seeds and planting sunflowers
(I am not alone.)

My last thought of course
like a hummingbird’s sweet kiss
settles on you.

© Rebecca Sanchez 2017

Written for my friends at Poets United seeking the extraordinary from the ordinary and my tribute to Fellini. Also shared for open link at dVerse~Poets Pub. Artwork animated by me.

41 thoughts on “Nuns And Sunflowers”

  1. Fantastic penmanship my friend. I love the faded picnic blanket/magic carpet. And well sunflowers are just beautiful. I can see them swaying gently in breeze through your words. Beauty ☺♥

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    1. Thank you, Phil, that means a lot to me. While I’m writing these words someone is telling me that I’m an ok writer who needs to step it up. Lmao! Not that he’s successful in his own life to be giving unasked-for advice. Lol! Life is funny you know, I took off the summer to work on my book only writing occasionally and got nothing done really. You always have something good or constructive to say I appreciate that. I am working on my book only slowly. It will happen. I wrote a poem for Niamh’s prompt but haven’t got it posted yet. Have a good rest of the week!

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  3. I love sunflowers and Fellini – and that gorgeous animated image! The first stanza alone is so evocative, Bekkie. My favourite lines:
    ‘my hands stop worrying
    at the worn threads of my mind
    as goldenrod heads gently nod’.

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