A seed

did it rain all day …

did the clouds not part their lead

loaded grey?

your heart mud heavy in the moist

your spirit soaked

in need of hoist

oh how I wanted to be your shelter

but at first i could barely raise

a rusted umbrella frame

my own self in search

of enfeebled ovule to reclaim

a seed set swirlward to shallow drain

till our fingers meshed there

to sieve and save

ourselves

this union, we crave

your name … so shall I engrave

in the dry ground tomorrow

 

51 thoughts on “A seed”

  1. Brilliant piece Diana, the change of style suits the words so well, it is this sentence structure/word placement that makes this piece soar. Your words are as usual beautiful but the rhythm n flow grab me and make me nod slowly, smiling breathing a quiet, contented ‘yes’.

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    1. Can you imagine a mesh so strong that it can capture and support the hopes of two? Seeds that might have washed away by the heavy rains of past disappointment…

      Sending all my warmth, dearest S …
      Thank you for your wonderful praise ❀ ❀

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    1. Such beautiful words, sweet D. It’s always a thrill to spark such feedback from you. And when I see your rainbow I’m reminded of your true, kind nature and depth. πŸ’•

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      1. It is the same for me, dear friend. When I see your feedback I am always thrilled to read your positive words! β€πŸ’›πŸ’šπŸ’™πŸ’œπŸ’–

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  2. 😍😍😍 I am so sorry I have been absent from the cheering squad. This doesn’t diminish how much I love your style. The rhythm, the sounds, the words, the images you conjure are exquisite. This beautiful seed of love you planted here is piercing through the screens of our phones and computers and reaching straight to our hearts. I am as smitten with your poetry today as I was the first time I read your lines. Gorgeous soul and skillful mind you have it all!

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    1. Right now I am smiling from the West to the East coast, then through the Atlantic (chilly!) all the way into your living room!
      And you, still so dear to me from day one … you know exactly what to say to strum my harp/heart strings. πŸ’•

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    1. I have a certain fondness for this little ditty. Funny how they almost feel like offspring: well creative offspring I guess.
      Thanks for taking some time to read me, kind Erich 😌

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