Wednesday, April 16, 2025

Wildflower - #prosery #dVerse #poem #poetry #poetrycommunity @YvetteMCalleiro



Hello, beautiful readers! For this week's dVerse's Poets Pub, Sanaarizvi invites to participate in Prosery: In the words of Lisa Bellamy. A prosery is a short piece of prose that tells a story in less than 144 words. For this prosery, we must include the following quote by Lisa Bellamy's "Wild Pansy" poem: "As a seed, I was shot out the back end of a blue jay when, heedless, she flew over the meadow." So, here is the fictional prosery I created.


(image courtesy of @suloka on Pixabay)

Wildflower

Life hadn’t always been easy. My birth mom was a Blue Jays fan. When I was old enough to understand her abandonment of me, I’d tell people that as a seed, I was shot out the back end of a blue jay when, heedless, she flew over the meadow. She popped me out in an alley, behind a garbage bin, and went on her merry way…without me.

Luckily, it was summer, and some kind passerby heard my wails and found me. Social services took me in and found me one home after another. Not too many couples could handle a drug addicted baby who never stopped wailing. Eventually, my seed got planted in a garden full of nutrients and sunlight, and I began to blossom.

Today, I’ve created my own seeds, and I’m growing them in my garden while showering them with endless love.



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22 comments:

  1. Love this, Yvette :) Glad everything turned out ok.

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    1. Thank you, Denise! It's purely fictional. Thanks for stopping by. :-)

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  2. This is a sad story. Abandonment is low of the low but then again, there are worst things. But that this ended in a positive note is a blessing. I bless that little seed. May she continue to grow straight. Poo on that mother. Thanks, Yvette. Xo, selma

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    1. Thank you, Selma! I appreciate you commenting. :-)

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  3. A great story, and being born addicted to drug this is not bad.

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  4. Skillfully done. Love it, Yvette!!

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    1. Thank you, Dawn! I appreciate you stopping by. :-)

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  5. I like that after she had a rough start, she found her way (or his way).

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  6. Great take on the prosery, Yvette! Second time I’m seeing you today. Very good writing on both.

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    1. Thank you, Linda! I always enjoy running into you. Thanks for visiting. :-)

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  7. Love this, Yvette! I've never heard of prosery before. It reminds me of a haibun without the haiku, unless I'm way off base.
    Lauren 🤗

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    1. That sounds about right, Lauren! I believe dVerse created the term. It does remind me of a haibun minus the haiku. Thanks for stopping by! :-)

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  8. You were adventurous and in paid off, a nice ending to a potentially sorry tale...

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  9. I love the word play in your prose piece, Yvette! Made me smile.

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  10. Fiction mimics true tales... I can see the success and be thankful!

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  11. Yvette, this story feels deeply moving, and the way you blend the rawness of life's struggles with the metaphor of growth is powerful. I feel the emotional journey you take the reader on, from abandonment to eventual blossoming. It's a beautiful expression of resilience.

    Much love,
    David
    SkepticsKaddish.com

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    1. Thank you, David! Thank you for your kind words. :-)

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