Friday, July 11, 2014

In The Garden

image, Grapeling



don’t think of me as fragile

I live to defy convention

to break the chains that bind

to burst the bubbles of

deluded close-minded wonks

straight-forward is my style

they call me the Rabble Rouser










34 comments:

  1. stupendous Helen. Now when I see those "fragile" flutterbys I'll think of them as Rabble Rousers and I'll think of you! Cheers!

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  2. Drat that lazy rabble--always needing rousing! But this ought to do it Helen. I would definitely be ready to get up off my duff if I saw that helmet coming. ;_)

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  3. smiles...defy convention...i like me some revolutionary rabble rousing attitude...smiles.

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  4. Haha....lovely prose and such a lovely pic. Within the fragility lies an indomitable strength!!!

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  5. I love the tone and the energy of your poem!

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  6. That royalty, always rabble rousing!! Fun write Helen, and great use of the words :-)

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  7. Aww! Very charming--I feel in great company, if you don't mind my saying so. I have a helmet on as I read (but it is for biking.) Thanks, Helen. K.

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  8. Such a lively character I bet ~ I like the ending rabble rouser ~ Wishing you happy weekend Helen ~

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  9. Straight forward indeed.Well done!

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  10. I want to take you out to tea, and introduce you to a friend, just so I can say, "They call her Rabble Rouser."

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  11. this one is a song, i believe :)

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  12. big smiles here, Helen. thanks for joining in ~ M

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  13. Was just thinking howmuch it looked like a helmet and then started to read your poem .

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  14. Ha, it really does look like a helmet. Rabble-rousing is always a good thing.

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  15. Straightforward indeed - way to be!! Love it Helen!

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  16. Monarch Butterflys as rabble rousers? Heavens, no!

    But thanks for the lovely poetic suggestion.

    Blessings and Bear hugs!

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  17. Amazing insect, amazing picture, amazing poet!

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  18. Ah Helen, I can imagine you rousing a good deal of rabble! Wonderful!

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  19. Beautiful snap and lovely words! So special. Thank you so much for popping in to see me and your well wishes. Hope you have a wonderful week.
    Be a sweetie,
    Shelia ;)

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  20. Ah, Helen... we do love a blast from the past!

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  21. The second reading tastes as delicious (and wonderfully true) as the first.

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  22. I'm absolutely delighting at the line
    deluded close-minded wonks

    what a great word: wonks - this is just such a great little treat of a piece!

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  23. I love it... not fragile at all, and rabble is so close to rebel.

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  24. Nice, Helen. I knew you weren't fragile, all the traveling that you do. Pleasant little piece, there's a word or two that my kiddie filter didn't like. It had "wonks" confused with another word. But in the process I learned the meaning of the word. You are a true rabble rouser to fool those guys!! I have a few in mind you could practice on.
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  25. hey I recognize that photo :)

    good to see you , Helen ~

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  26. Yay, you! I'll come and man (er, woman) the barricades with you any time. xx

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  27. That is a fierce little flutter-by. I rather like her.

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  28. I love it. I have 11 years to go to catch up with you age wise. You go girl!

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