am I naive to
believe that purple foxgloves
bloom in forgiveness?
that what was destroyed
smiles Heaven’s understanding
and blesses again?
or am I just a
poet choosing to believe
signs hold messages?
Purple Foxglove Forgiveness Haiku
Patchwork Prose and Verse
Common Threads 
I am so curious about the writing process you followed to produce this exquisite poem. What came first? A walk allowing you to see a foxglove? An incident requiring forgiveness? Was it drafted as a journal entry and then you gave the poem form a try?
Your many poems ar a nudge to give this form of writing a try more often. So much is said so well when arranged as a poem. Thanks for sharing today!
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Sally, thank you! The inspiration was different on this one – this foxglove is a metaphor for an unborn child. One was not born, and with great hopes, the one expected will be. Thanks for asking! The mother chose a foxglove to grieve her child who was not born a few years ago, so that is why this particular flower was chosen. I think the process was born as stream of consciousness thinking on Mother’s Day.
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Kim,
I like to think a little naiveté is something to treasure, and I know you’re a poet who believes in signs. Isn’t that a requirement for being a poet? As Sally says, exquisite poem.
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Thank you, Glenda!
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Glad I opened your post, Kim! Love the foxglove and your poem. Just beautiful!
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Thank you, Joanne! I thought of all your March flowers!
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Beautiful poem about a gorgeous flower. I love fox gloves! Unfortunately, I have been unable to keep them alive in my garden. They are supposed to be perennials, but each time I’ve tried them, they only last a season.
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Natalie, thank you! I lack a green thumb for so many plants, including foxgloves!
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So it’s not just me!
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