garden

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knobby twigs

mossy terracotta pots in neat rows

filled with rich soil

fragrant with life

roots reaching deep towards the planet’s core

somehow sensing the source

green tendrils coiling

filled with chlorophyll

straining with all their might

towards the sun

in the opposite direction

a buzzing batallion

gathering sweet nectar

scattering pollen

the rose geranium

fuzzy leaves fluttering

I rub one between my soil-covered fingers

releasing the scent

of something beautiful

antique

and secret

I line a buttered cake pan

with their hand-shaped leaves

I pour batter over them

and as I do

I realize they’re not hands at all

but stars

like the stars above

whispering our fate

~Melissa Placzek 2011

 

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  8 comments for “garden

  1. Dana
    July 13, 2011 at 5:25 am

    I like it! When the buttered cake pan and the batter enter the scene, the shift seems shocking, like life can do sometimes. And the last lines, as if you are telling these flowers their destiny. I don’t know if you meant it that way, but there’s my interpretation. Thought-provoking, as always. 🙂

    • Melissa
      July 13, 2011 at 5:33 am

      thanks so much! I’m glad you like it. I think that’s cool that you interpreted the last lines that way. When I wrote them it was more about how there is a little bit of nature in everything telling *us* our destiny if we take the time to listen. The star-shaped leaves in the pan are closer than the stars in the sky…more accessible. 🙂

  2. Chantelle
    July 15, 2011 at 9:14 am

    Love it! I didn’t have an interpretation, I just loved the images swirling in the vast emptiness I call my noggin. 🙂 Just kidding. I really didn’t interpret anything, it’s before noon and I’ve only had one small cuppa, so I’m just going to enjoy the little pictures in my head. 🙂

    • Melissa
      July 15, 2011 at 9:25 am

      thanks for the positive feedback, I’m kind of rusty still…it had been quite awhile since I’d written poems. “Love Letter,” “Pool,” and “Garden” were my first attempts in about 20 years.

  3. Kimber Dunn
    July 15, 2011 at 9:33 am

    Love it!!!!

    • Melissa
      July 15, 2011 at 9:36 am

      Thanks so much for saying so Kimber!

  4. December 28, 2011 at 11:30 pm

    Love it! I have not written a poem in so long and this is so lovely. Yearning for the garden.

    • Melissa
      December 28, 2011 at 11:33 pm

      Thanks so much. I’m still a little rusty. Been toying with publishing something…we’ll see 🙂 Feel free to share this with anyone and everyone.:) xoxo

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