The Old Gardener

Morwenna

 

He looks carefully,

Tenderly,

At small new shoots.

He observes their frail stalks

As they blithely emerge from the dark earth.

 

The rough ground of his face

And unruly fronds of his eyebrows

Betray the days and years and decades

Gleaning and gathering what he knows.

 

He considers how best to help

These fragile newcomers

As they take their place in our dangerous world.

  • Author: Morwenna (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 10th, 2022 13:20
  • Comment from author about the poem: I am still working on this so suggestions and criticisms welcome. The picture is a photo of a photo by Robbie Lawrence.
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Blueledge

    I have a friend (much older than me) who is successful with everything he grows where as I fail more often than succeed. Jealousy got the better of me one day so I left him a note.
    It may give you some ideas. Or just make you smile.


    Jim's lament
    They say he had green fingers.
    A gentleman known as Jim.
    Then he met a giant
    who tore him limb from limb.

    • Morwenna

      Oddly, this man is called Jim too.

    • MendedFences27

      I love this as it is. Would not change anything. "The Old Gardener" has a wealth of knowledge about plants and flowers, " gleaning and gathering what he knows." He is a wise man. - Phil A.
      P.S. - If you wish to have the "new shoots" serve as allegory for children then you would need to change the "dark earth" line. Perhaps "Womb of the Earth" or some such.

    • Morwenna

      • Blueledge

        Life is full of coincidence.



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