Defying all arbitrary garden limits, These tiny but fierce purple blossoms leap over stones Blooming unexpectedly in obscure fractures in concrete Seamlessly springing up in violet explosions across neon grass Filling empty, bleak spaces with vibrant color. Grape hyacinths challenge us to question our narrow frameworks Thinking outside of the box of mindless norms ProvingContinue reading “Muscari (Grape Hyacinth)”
Author Archives: Quietest Poet
Tulips
There is something about tulips An innocence; a soft blush of pastels Effortlessly blooming in neat rows or symmetrical clusters Big bobbleheads, held up miraculously By slender but steely necks. I am puzzled by the meaning of these youthful blooms: Everlasting love seems too seasoned a theme For flowers so purely joyful and childlike. TulipsContinue reading “Tulips”
Flowering Plum Tree
Even while the frost still clings to the ground Your tiny pink blossoms emerge by the thousands Covering branches with a cloak of rose-colored petals Bobbing gleefully in the early spring breeze. How I love your fortitude to bloom even as the snow falls Reminding us that the most beautiful masterpieces Emerge from the raw,Continue reading “Flowering Plum Tree”
Forsythia
I needed to see your bright, optimistically yellow flowers To counterbalance the ever-growing darkness in me; I unwittingly attached myself to hope Peering out at your long, graceful branches Swaying merrily in the breeze Competing with the brilliance of the sun. Your presence symbolizes light after a long winter New life after tiptoeing precariously closeContinue reading “Forsythia”
Hyacinths
How striking a contrast That such hopeful bursts of purple rising up from frosted dirt Could symbolize sorrow, Yet it was my heavy heart that saw them first blooming Weakened in spirit and physical strength Wondering if I would see the rest of the garden come to life When life seemed to be leaving me.Continue reading “Hyacinths”
Perspective
I was asleep, and suffering awakened me. I was unaware, and the harsh lens of reality Placed into focus what I refused to see: That life is a stairway of broken steps, Leading upward, to growth and actualization And in the fog of existential aches I lost sight of myself, completely. Now, falling backward toContinue reading “Perspective”
Looking Upward
Today I am frail but undaunted Afraid but not faithless Uncertain but ever hopeful In the face of this great, overwhelming unknown. In our suffering there is resilience Gratitude for each tiny step of progress Relief in the warmth of human spirit Looking upward, always, for traces of light. To live at all, is toContinue reading “Looking Upward”
Brave Little Crocus
This beautiful little crocus is blooming in my garden! I don’t know why the yellow ones bloom before the purple ones, but I appreciate these tiny bursts of sunshine in my otherwise still-sleeping tangle of creeping myrtle.
Supportive Shoulder
Wandering traveler, Please excuse the strangeness Of this odd but sincere request: Could you spare your shoulder for a moment So I might take a little rest? My arms are aching from the lifting Of those whose strength has faded out My voice hoarse from reassuring troubled ones Lost in a fog of confusion andContinue reading “Supportive Shoulder”
And I Will Close My Eyes
And I will close my eyes As I walk across this unstable tightrope Well cognizant of the rocky terrain below The inherent risks of my balancing act Teetering precariously on the edge of free falling. I will not peek at the distant ground beneath For I know it will only petrify my wobbly feet AndContinue reading “And I Will Close My Eyes”
The Therapy of Words 