Being an avid gardener, this is one of my favorites, your last stanza perfect, ending this piece in a way that ties everthing else together. Wonderful poem!
melissa,
I enjoyed this piece very much, I must say I enjoy your work sincerely, stapled in individual colors, scented like none but you. I respect an awful lot, when i find something truly distinct, it shows me it truly came from within, rather than without, I enjoy your heart, and the singing it produces upon parchment,Please know this about me, I do not mix words nor does flattery know my mind, please know my sincereity when I state, I feel your writing on a differing level than most!In the old days i reckon we just called it soul! Maybe not very flowery, but nevertheless i think you may just know what i mean. You as well have a flow which appears natural rather than composed.Rare and good.
sincerely
Rodney Evan Bohen
I imagined the barren
before he’d awakened…
The fertile, a canvas
that once was forsaken.
Melissa,
This is so calming, and your flow is always like a peaceful song!
The last stanza...
"For a man can be strong
even holding a flower…
And the one planting seeds
knows the feel of its power."
I love the way that made me feel!
Gosh Katy, leave it to me to use a word improperly! I really hadn't even noticed...the muse just takes over....glad you liked it though!
Reviewed by Katy Walsvik (Reader)
Reviewed on May 7, 2003
Oh, Melissa.. this is absolutely one of the gentlest, most quietly beautiful writes I've read in a long while.. I love how you used the adjective "fertile" as a noun.. poetry grows and prospers when we explore words in different ways, I believe.. I had such 'mind pictures' here.. such a peaceful feeling. Wonderful work. katy.
I enjoyed this piece very much, I must say I enjoy your work sincerely, stapled in individual colors, scented like none but you. I respect an awful lot, when i find something truly distinct, it shows me it truly came from within, rather than without, I enjoy your heart, and the singing it produces upon parchment,Please know this about me, I do not mix words nor does flattery know my mind, please know my sincereity when I state, I feel your writing on a differing level than most!In the old days i reckon we just called it soul! Maybe not very flowery, but nevertheless i think you may just know what i mean. You as well have a flow which appears natural rather than composed.Rare and good.
sincerely
Rodney Evan Bohen
I imagined the barren
before he’d awakened…
The fertile, a canvas
that once was forsaken.
This is so calming, and your flow is always like a peaceful song!
The last stanza...
"For a man can be strong
even holding a flower…
And the one planting seeds
knows the feel of its power."
I love the way that made me feel!
Hugs,
Maria
~Nikki~
Reindeer
"For a man can be strong
even holding a flower…
And the one planting seeds
knows the feel of its power. "
excellent
Peggy