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Honeybunch
Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115
South Africa

0 posted 2004-10-15 01:25 PM


The night has taken hold
and I know the stars are there
because some things never die
they simply live on high
and watch how gardens grow
from youth into old age.

Youth in t-shirt, running shoes,
casually uplifts
tufts of planted grass
and seedlings of promise
from the garden of love.

Disfigured and uneven
with the smooth flow interrupted
adulthood skirts the path,
digs another hole,
and buries its head
in an ego bed.

Middle age and aching bones
kneel but can’t get up
from the effort of patching
and repairing
so it rolls to the side
and continues to roll
because it’s comfortable.

Old age shuffles to the edge
but too frail to take the strain
shuffles back the way it came
and remains the way it was.

And the garden suffers
yet in that suffering
can bring forth roses, daffodils,
within its sphere of influence
and within a season
deemed appropriate.

To ask why now a daffodil
and not a red, red, rose
is to question one who knows
when to plant and reap,
when to rest the ground,
and when to give bouquets
with everything combined.

But I still do want a rose,
the red rose of your soul,
so beautifully entwined
with the power of your mind
that plants in me a seed
and reaps unknowingly
each and every flower
in the garden of my love!


© Copyright 2004 Helen - All Rights Reserved
DavePage
Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917

1 posted 2004-10-15 05:15 PM


Lovely words and obviously a problem for people as I think I am the first to comment.

The grass lawn

that is how love should be, complete with breadcrusts.

Borders around the outside allowing within a structure to ideas acceptable that do not go too far unless it is a SUV.

To be accepted and ego worshipped meeting your peer's expectations.

I like your words, they are good and the hints of urban life very true to boredom of those who have it all and nothing they can remember - One Landed on the Cuckoo's Nest.

Dave

JamesMichael
Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA
2 posted 2004-10-16 12:15 PM


enjoyed...James
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