They shrink under the ruthless sun
Seeds of hope scattered on dry ground
Each dismally shriveled… but one
Single seed of promise unbound
Sprouts roots of depthness so profound
Intelligence beyond comprehension?
Unfurling in directions that confound
Conveying its own intention
W3 Prompt #166: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week, Val, prompts us to write a Huitain on the theme of “seeds,” literally or figuratively.
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Jen this is brilliantly done! Some of those seeds reveal means and ends we never dreamed of!
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Thank you, Val! 😊
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Yes Jen – never give up on those little seeds of hope 🙌
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Thank you, AJ! 😊
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I think we are all holding on to seeds of hope right now- so this is so timely!
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Thank you, Violet! 😊
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Jenn, this feels both mysterious and quietly powerful to me. I’m drawn to the way that single seed defies everything around it.
~David
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Thank you, David! 😊
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I like this poem and the picture reminds me of a temple something in Thailand that I know I have visited but have no idea where it is!
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Thank you! I took the photo in Siem Reap, Cambodia.
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Wonderful huitain, JJJ. And I love your photo!
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Thank you, Lesley! 😊
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hi, Jenn 🥰
Just wanna let you know that this week’s W3, hosted by the wonderful Marion Horton, is now live:
https://skepticskaddish.com/2025/07/09/w3-prompt-167-weave-written-weekly/
Enjoy!
Much love,
David
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