Sunday, June 3, 2012

Abundance

                                                                               image by Klaus Enrique Gerdes




there is loneliness in these quiet streets,
it stretches, unspoken grief to my street,
I pick it up, limped leaf, trampled flower


there is unwanted madness in the air
it pollutes mind hungry for nature's air
I open the windows, spring is outside


Gather blooms, greens, fruits, vegetables today 
forgotten garden, new and fresh today
with blessed eyes, the world is abundant  


Nourish the land, of grateful seeds and trees,  
Harvest is rich, enough for you and me 





Posted for The Imaginary Garden with Real Toads:   Poetry Form:   The Blues Sonnet
Iambic pentameter with the Rhyme scheme is thus: A. A. a. B. B. b. C. C. c. e.e.
and The Mag 120 

49 comments:

  1. Nature has a way of healing...beautiful...

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  2. lovely sentiments ...thank you for sharing x

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  3. nice, if we collect the beauty, it may hide the rest

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  4. Beautiful. The song of a thankful heart.

    De Jackson (WhimsyGizmo)
    www.whimsygizmo.wordpress.com

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  5. This picture proved the perfect subject for your blues stanzas. (If you want to turn it into the blues sonnet, you would need to add the rhyming couplet at the end ;)

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    1. Let me edit it then ~ Thanks, I was trying out the form ~

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  6. Heal out in the bush, well the cat would surely eat the bush..haha

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  7. Nicely crafted...I liked the second one especially:)

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  8. Isn't Spring wonderful! It does bring us out of the Winter doldrums!

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  9. Beautiful poem on nature....Nature is natural medicine..Thanks for sharing :)...

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  10. I love this Grace, sometimes I have this feeling too, especially in spring/summer, all these fruits and veggies, are awesome!!:)

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  11. abundance is such a crucial word for this picture and you nailed it.

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  12. This is very lovely, Grace. Nice use of the form. You rise to it.

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  13. Ah, yes... I live in a fairly rural area. This must be a bit of an ode for those who do not.

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  14. I love how this travels from pain to bounty. I heard on the news some horrifying events are happening in Toronto right now.....nature's garden thrives, in spite of us. A lovely resolution in this poem.

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  15. Love the progression from pessimistic to optimistic as th poem goes on! Nice blues, Grace.

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  16. harvesting and nourishing... two of the most beautiful words...

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  17. glad you are sharing there in the end...grins...and nice turn of the attitude as well....nicely done grace....

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  18. Very nice use of both prompts ~ not as easy as it might seem.

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  19. "with blessed eyes, the world is abundant"...beautiful Grace

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  20. So great that you used poetic form from the same period as the original artist, Arcimboldo. In a different presentation, so did I. I love your words, they are such a breath of fresh air. A beautiful presentation, Grace. Thank you.

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  21. You brought the world inside on a plate, or maybe in a large basket. Nice, Heaven.

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  22. "there is unwanted madness in the air
    it pollutes mind hungry for nature's air"

    I like this line! The whole poem is awesome.

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  23. this is lovely- I am grateful for my little veggie patch in the sun.

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  24. Nice poem grace :-)
    Havent been able fo get around much, but still here

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  25. This one fit the bill for sure, you took it in a different more hopeful direction, I like that. Crazy picture, very cool. Sherry said it best, pain to bounty....I couldn't even touch that description.

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  26. Very nice- I love the hope building in the second half!

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  27. very nice, that that photograph is fascinating, too.

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  28. a beautifully surreal poem...like waiting on heaven's breath.

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  29. I like the way you used the Mag prompt for your blues song, Grace, and I love the last two lines.
    K

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  30. You had me at your third line. Evocative.

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  31. That IS a rich harvest. This IS a rich poem. :)

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  32. I like this. It made me smile. The last line says it all.

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  33. Haunting and hopeful all at once.

    =)

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  34. My favorite line: "with blessed eyes, the world is abundant"

    Wonderful poem with an intriguing opening.

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  35. "forgotten garden, new and fresh today
    with blessed eyes, the world is abundant"

    I love the feeling of remembrance and gratitude in this poem!! These lines strike me! Beautiful, Grace!

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  36. Great combo of both prompts... so vivid and I like what happens when you open the windows.

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  37. A very lovely read....very inspiring!

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  38. Great! The music of the words ...

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  39. madness in the air ? *smiles* !

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  40. So refreshingly far from the machine consciousness us westerners have come to embody , to our detriment , thanks

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  41. Beautiful, Grace.
    Love this stanza especially:
    there is unwanted madness in the air
    it pollutes mind hungry for nature's air
    I open the windows, spring is outside


    As for our spring....rain, rain, rain, making for an "unwanted madness" inside my head!

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  42. Lovely, in both form and content.

    Richard

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  43. Let us all love that abundance and pull away from the madness....love it..bkm

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  45. Beautiful...this is what I too love to do...

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