Tuesday, May 9, 2017

4 buckets of soil

i.
pecking on soggy soil
a black bird's eyes
shines silvery
  as flowering moon


ii.
soil is fire
blazing green and yellow
  daffodils on my hair
  dandelions on my wrist
flaming tulips rise,
with peplum skirts 


iii.
fresh tang of spice roots,
sharp claws of herbal leaves
& plum skin of ripe tomatoes-
  this soil is wine & bread


iv.
leave me
rain-soiled & kiss-smothered by flowers
in this spring dance-



Posted for D'verse Poets pub ~ Soil Poetics handled by Bjorn Rudberg ~  Thanks for the challenge Bjorn !

24 comments:

  1. How wonderful--ala Wallace Stevens 12 Blackbirds. I love this kind of poetry and you make me want to write more using the soil. Your imagery shines.

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  2. These are wonderful! Can't pick a favorite, but the tulips' peplum skirts and "this soil is wine and bread" are sensational lines! Now where do I go to follow your posts.....

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  3. Lovely lunch of buckets--#2 is my fave; you sweet mastery of this form makes me want to use it again, /flaming tulips rise/with peplum kids--oh yes !!

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  4. I enjoyed all of these, but for some reason III speaks to me tonight.

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  5. The line "dandelions on my wrist" reminded of a whole park area near the forest preserves that was full of dandelions in white seed stage. They were quite beautiful. Although the park is grassy few people go there and so the view was untouched by traffic.

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  6. I can't get over the gorgeousness of these lines; "soil is fire blazing green and yellow daffodils on my hair dandelions on my wrist flaming tulips rise, with peplum skirts." Kudos!❤️

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  7. Oh yes, and you even have a blackbird there. What a marvelous way to handle the prompt. Love the second coda especially

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  8. i loved each word, such lovely choices of flowers and fruits all showing the arrival of spring, "this soil is wine and bread" this was my favourite line remembering what the earth gives us, nourishment and joy! just lovely Grace.

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  9. These are all such colourful nuggets, Grace, from the blackbird's eyes, the flowers and herbs, to the tomatoes. Delicious!

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  10. Ahh, spring, spring, spring. I think the earth is so alive this time of the year. Makes me wanna dance myself.

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  11. Gorgeous write, Grace. I love the delightful descriptive.

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  12. All comes back to the soil, as we grow inside and out.

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  13. Someone said Stevens, but I think Dickinson. Particularly III: "this soil is wine & bread". Just wonderful, Grace. These make me want to go lay on the ground and listen.

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  14. Your soil was a bountiful bucket of life. I like the second bucket best, Growing daffodils, dandelions

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  15. Very clever. If one keeps the title in mind, "4 buckets of soil" these pieces come together.

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  16. "rain-soiled and kiss-smothered" are images I will not forget. Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem.

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  17. vivid and entrancing, Grace ~

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  18. Glorious Grace...all are penned with such a deft hand but iv left me gasping pout loud...so amazing.

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  19. Yes, "this soil is wine and bread"! Your #iv is my fav :D

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  20. So many nuggets of lovely phrases! Beautifully written.

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  21. All of them are lovely but I really love the second one. Enjoy your weekend!

    Elsie Amata

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  22. Spirited and organic. Wonderful writing!

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