thistles

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thistles underfoot
spiked leaves of sharp minds
wise people buried here
herb foragers, healers
thorn plant whisperers

©2017 Ontheland

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This tanka is from musings that sometimes come up as I see thorn leaf rosettes and full grown thistles in the field around my house. It hints at and was inspired by Carpe Diem #1300–The Rose, another episode in Carpe Diem’s Rubaiyat, Another Way series. The featured quatrain from The Rubaiyat:

I sometimes think that never blows so red
The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled;
That every Hyacinth the Garden wears
Dropt in its Lap from some once lovely Head.

© Omar Khayyam (Tr. FitzGerald)

The thistle photo is from Pixabay.

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My name is Janice.  I started blogging as Ontheland when I moved from Toronto to a rural area near Kingston, Ontario in Canada.  Over time I have found myself writing poetry, mostly in Japanese forms, such as haiku and haibun.  One of my deepest interests is the natural world: the joy of it and how we can look after it better.

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