Through windows, I’ve watched the changing season,
The persistent shift of shapes and colours,
Until I’m enticed into the garden,
Where I’m ambushed by rampageous brambles,
And underfoot soil sinks as I amble.
The tree stump by the gate slowly decays,
Colonised by fungi, ants and beetles;
Overhanging birches obstruct my way
Through a forest of enormous nettles
And a labyrinth of crumbling mole hills,
Past wasp-studded plums and rotting apples.
Back inside, I survey my dominion,
Radiating warmth and satisfaction.
© Kim M. Russell, 2016
My response to imaginary garden with real toads The Tuesday Platform
Marian has shared a superb poem, ‘Autumn Movement’ by Carl Sandburg to inspire us to share our poetry, old or new.
I do see this before me… we have the satisfaction of anything that grows is like a beacon that surpass those words decay, and rot… there is a promise of rebirth in anything that grows.
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I’s that wonderful cycle of life!
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Labyrinth of mole hills… over here I have a maze of anthills. 🙂 Nonetheless, this is a lovely reflection 🙂
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🙂
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Kim, this is a wonderful poem….I could ‘feel’ each foot you walked. I know this terrain. Real Toads is a wonderful venue for poets.
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My two favourite placed for poetry – Real Toads and dVerse!
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I also find an immense satisfaction in observations of nature.
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A sensual poem of nature that put me into the forest — which happens to be the location of a chapter I’m now writing for my novel (well, re-writing actually, you know how it goes!) — so your poem helps me get into that mood/mode. And I love that you ended with the warmth. 🙂 Thanks for sharing, Kim!
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Glad I could help, Stacie!
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very vivid description, felt and saw it all………….
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Thank you for reading and commenting!
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Yes, vivid, descriptive. We walk through nature and even in its crumbling we sense hope, regeneration.
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Thanks for reading, Susie!
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