Look what we saw in our frolic this afternoon:
It's enough to inspire poetry! Join L.L. Barket for Random Acts of Poetry every Friday (I'm a little late). This weeks challenge? Scarlet, or write a poem on color. Here's my offering...
Shoot of Green
shoot of green
reaching through the earth with pointed finger
I wait
for you to reveal yourself
to boldly declare
beauty enveloped
in praying sepals
I picture
in my mind
the secret you have hidden
in your womb
the blooms
come alive
in my imagination
and garden becomes a thing of expectation--
sleeping joy.
I rejoice in the waiting
because I know
what is to come.
18 comments:
Oh my gosh, GREEN!!!!! We've decided if there is going to be no snow that we've had enough of the cold. :) "the secret you have hidden" hmmmm
Actually, it turns out you are early. : ) I'm going to gather these either next week or the following.
I love this part...
the secret you have hidden
in your womb
the blooms
Oh the promise of spring, especially as I look outside my window at blowing snow as another storm passes through.
Thanks for the hope this post has planted,
Joy
I can't wait to see green in Upstate NY.
Love your poem!
love and hugs~Tammy
What a lovely poem, and awesome green leaves, I believe they're daffodil?
Stunning my friend, just stunning....
I love the promise of Spring... at the end of the cold, bleak winter. There's just something about the change of seasons that speaks so tenderly to my heart....
Thanks for your sweet words at my blog. As always you encourage and bless my heart so much with each visit.
Love and Hugs from Georgia!
You have awakened my eyes. I will be looking everywhere for signs of this green....
Laura,
Beautiful poem, I bet your thrilled to see green.
Love,
Carol
I rejoice in the waiting because I know what is to come......
beautifully penned my friend!
"I rejoice in the waiting because I know what is to come."
Oh, what beautiful anticipation when we do know what is to come. Unfortunately, I cannot say the same for waitingn with the unknown.
I, too, have sprouts of green...I hope it's not too soon and causes them to "die" off with a late frost.
Love ya,
Paula
Laura, this is really beautiful! Must be something in the air - I posted about crocus coming up at my place this week. Spring is just around the corner!
"and garden becomes a thing of expectation-- sleeping joy."
great imagery!
a sleeping joy that is dreaming, laura ... aren't we all?!?
Beautiful! It is what I have come to expect from you!!!!
Cheri
I loved your poem, Laura. We are enjoying the sunshine through the windows today, because the high is only suppose to be in the upper 30s.
It's already been quoted several times, but I love this line, too!
"I rejoice in the waiting because I know what is to come."
Have a beautiful day!
I rejoice in the waiting for I know what is to come. You know that is right up my alley!! Marvelous poem!
Great poem. I also read the post you had debating what to share with the young girls you teach.
I work with young people and have found that no matter how much you give them they tend to choose their own path.
I have often found myself trying to help them go in a certain direction rather than allowing God to take control.
It takes courage to allow God to do his thing in people's lives and not obstructing Him.
"sleeping joy"--Love those two words. Together. They belong. Such promise in the dormant. I too found my bulbs coming awake. And notice myself waking, too. To joy!
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