I AM SHE
Like the Queensland bottle tree
I was treated as an ornamental feature
For ages
Though I was the shelter from storm
Tearing myself I quenched their thirst
Of heart
My dark sleepless hours turned all my
Bottled up tears and dreams into stars
To guide
Like the Queensland’s dreamy native
With my leafy desire I can now take root
Anywhere
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Oh, it is wonderful to have the ability to take root anywhere. Definitely a very comfortable place to be.
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed the feelings of identity and strength that come across in your poem!
ReplyDeleteThis is a new tree to me! It totally works for me as a mother image, how it is beautiful and sheltering and made of extra water storage. Lovely then to move, to be able to root anywhere, intact and blooming.
ReplyDeleteWOW! I so love the turning of tears and dreams into stars, and the being able to take root anywhere. Attributes of trees and women - reaching for the stars and strong at the root! Loved this.
ReplyDeletethe bottle tree is a pretty cool thing....bottle trees were used as slave gave markers in some areas here in the states...like how you used bottle in a couple different contexts in this as well....
ReplyDeleteAnd how wonderful she must be!
ReplyDeleteBottled up tears and dreams into stars
ReplyDeleteTo guide...I love that thought
Tears and dreams as stars . . . I just love that. No wonder there is so many of them with the number of us that suffer with insomnia.
ReplyDeleteI love bottle trees!
ReplyDeleteYou've made a nice transition from "bottled up" t a bottle carrying value.
ReplyDeleteSome wonderful images here. Like others, I like the the tears as stars and especially being able to take root anywhere. I am not familiar with the bottle tree, though we have a bottle brush tree/shrub. Thanks for posting and visiting.
ReplyDeleteGiven the resolve that strong and fair, one can survive anywhere. Wonderful write Sumana!
ReplyDeleteHank
So beautiful...I love " My dark sleepless hours turned all my
ReplyDeleteBottled up tears and dreams into stars" What a lovely transformation for all those bottled tears.
lovely write- so very thoughtful
ReplyDeleteSumana,
ReplyDeleteLife experiences give us character and shape our ways. I think there is great strength within the character of your poem. An ability to survive in any circumstance...
Eileen
My dark sleepless hours turned all my
ReplyDeleteBottled up tears and dreams into stars
It takes a lot to get to that place - but mercifully, one can get there. I'm glad you did.
So Touching....
ReplyDeleteBeing looked at for aesthetic pleasure, and not seeing the practical uses in you...loved how you described that!
ReplyDeleteWow Sumana! I love how many ways you found to use the word bottle here, an uplifting beautiful poem:-)
ReplyDeleteMany things that are difficult make us stronger. And if we do not become as petrified wood, we can bend and adapt and be strong enough to take root anywhere. A lovely poem!
ReplyDeleteBeing able to take root anywhere is important. The majority of women in the world are not able to do this.
ReplyDeleteGreat metaphor.
ReplyDeleteTaking root anywhere shows strength and flexibility ~ Good one Sumana ~
ReplyDeletei wish i could write like you.awe struck.dxbnidblog
ReplyDeleteSumana this is beautiful.....a message of how we share our strength....:-)
ReplyDeleteThis is truly lovely!
ReplyDeleteOne can be ornamental and still the driving force.. men tend tend to forget the beauty of the strong woman...
ReplyDeleteVery beautiful poem. Things we judge unnecessary may turn out to be very necessary when we are deprived of them.
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