Seeds

by Nicko   Sep 15, 2011


Outside my kitchen window
lies a patch of dirt
all tangled with weeds,
lying inwards, outwards,
backwards and forwards
every which way.

they scrabble and claw
over every centimeter
every bare inch of ground.

multifaceted
multi shaped
multi coloured
some autumn yellow
Every shade of green
others hazel as bark.

on a hot day their seed heads would pop
pop, pop,pop haphazard
to scatter like tiny specs of rice
on the sun baked ground.

upon one weed crawls a caterpillar
winding its way lazily up the stem
a chugging, slugging, green locomotive
stopping to leisurely chew on the succulent tips.

surrounding, the air sparkled,
alive with the living
popping, buzzing, rustling
iridescent particles.
that glimmered in the sunlight

almost too sad to turn it into a veggie patch once more..

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  • 8 years ago

    by Em

    Double post

  • 8 years ago

    by Em

    Wow, the imagery here is amazing and it's ashame that many of us destroy the beautiful nature we have instead of exploring it because nature is a beautiful thing.

    Great write, Em

    • 7 years ago

      by mossgirl19

      Have to second Em on this one! Great piece!

  • 12 years ago

    by Yakori bint Muhammed

    Wow! This flowed smoothly and I loved how you rhymed the first stanza. The imgery it paints in my eyes is so vividly created and leaves one in awe of nature.

    You glorified nature with your vivaciou and radiant descriptions. The process in which plants grow as seedlings to crops, with all the pest and clad in the glow of sunshine as well. Very captivating and beaeutifully crafted.
    I enjoyed feasting on this as my forte is penning and reading nature poems.
    I believe the beauty in nature poems is the fact that they transcend our imaginations. What we can create just leaves one in appreciation of our pristine environs.

    Bon Trvall!

  • 12 years ago

    by L

    "on a hot day their seed heads would, pop, pop, pop
    haphazard
    to scatter like tiny specs of rice
    on the sunbaked ground."

    I could've of swear that I left a comment on this poem before. I guess, I just read it and I forgot to click on submit. I really like it, the above part was my favorite because that one creates really good imagery. The seeds expanding or spreading everywhere without organization.

  • 12 years ago

    by Karla

    Great imagery here.Stellar!

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