Gardeners of the Soul

American poet S. Thomas Summers wrote a thought-provoking piece on his blog today. Please hop over there and read it before you read mine. The poem below was inspired by his piece as soon as I read it. So here is my humble response to Mr. Summers’ “We, The Poets.”


GARDEN & QUILL 2

 

Gardeners of the Soul

We plant seeds from our souls
In earth packed with emotion and
Watered by the passion we feel for words;
We wait for germination with impatient breath;
Then, suddenly, the buds are releasing
And speeding our hearts to double-time

As we await the birth of the full flower.
We are the gardeners of the soul:
We are the poets.

 

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Six-Word Saturday – 2/13/16

HEART EATING CHOCOLATE

Valentine Candy’s Half Price Next Week!

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Original Six-Word Saturday Hostess

(This three-week, 7-days-a-week word challenge has been fun. Lee over at Birdwatching Adventures Plus tempted me to go another week or two on it, but I think my schedule is pressed enough without committing myself to a longer period. However, I think she’s going to continue at least one more week, so if any of you haven’t tried it, why not join her.)

Valentine Cinquain

HEART W. GOLD ARROW w. # 1Would you
Want to be mine?
I need a Valentine.
It’s lonely in this cold, hard world.
Would you?

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HEART W. GOLD ARROW w. # 2
Love waits.
It’s not pushy.
It just loves — with patience —
And gives both time and space for love
To grow.

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HEART W. GOLD ARROW w. # 3

Ah … well …
‘Tis sad indeed:
The one I love’s in love.
But not with me. With someone else.
I cry.

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HEART W. GOLD ARROW w. # 4
Heart pounds;
Palms sweat; mouth’s dry;
Can’t seem to concentrate.
Is this some rare disease? No, wait:
It’s LOVE.

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