A rhyming poem about an unusual event that happened recently at our house. Thought-provoking.
My wife owns a pretty Christmas cactus
that blooms once a year and no other time.
A dire tragedy nearly befell us
last week; my GI bleed made her fears climb.
On my second day in ICU she
comes home to attend to a few details.
Worry weighing her down, what does she see?
Her cactus bears a bloom! The strange sight quells
her fears and calms her mind, for it’s a sign
for her from Above that I’ll be all right.
Today I’m back home recovering fine.
I’m not sure that bloom was a holy sight.
What she also told me did give me pause.
When each of her two sisters she did tell
of her cactus blossom, tears fell because
both said their cactus bore one bloom as well.
Each must decide about three out-of-season
blooms. Due to natural or holy reason?
(Poetic format: Quatrains with 1 - 3, 2 - 4 lines end-rhymed, ten syllables per line,
with an ending end-rhymed couplet having eleven syllables per line)
I'm a staunch advocate of poetic freedom, but prefer rhyme over free verse and simply trying to make a poem communicate rather than confuse by wording.
Both our poinsettias and Christmas cactus bloom way too late for Christmas. Nurseries have to "force" plants to produce these blooms at the right time. Thus throwing their "God-given" schedules off to appease a saintly timetable.
The discipline in this is impressive. I have always been a staunch advocate for poetic discipline. I employ it often. Seeing the bloom as a sign was a gift I'm thinking. It depends, too, on a person's depth of faith in how the Most High God works in His Creation. Interpreting the bloom as a sign (that you'd be Ok) certainly changed your wife's mindset for the better. That's a sign in itself. Seems something flowed into her at the very moment she saw the bloom. Light and joy were imparted to help her overcome her fears. Feel better. Enjoyed. r
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Both our poinsettias and Christmas cactus bloom way too late for Christmas. Nurseries have to "force" plants to produce these blooms at the right time. Thus throwing their "God-given" schedules off to appease a saintly timetable.
Ron