Sowing Seeds

(an early attraction to gardening)

don't dig in the dirt

but she did and with a stick

or a stainless steel spoon or

anything else for that matter

she could find

which would allow her to scoop

or tunnel where often or not

slithering blind earth worms

appeared on the surface as if

by magic

wriggling writhing

greyish pink in colour

in ones twos or threes entwined

in their acrobatic paradise

exposed to daylight

working the soil

adding nutrients incorporating air

to provide foundations required for

new plant life to flourish

and grow

so that a single pink hollyhock

a splash of bright in a dismal 

garden would find itself in company 

of marigolds golden and warm

smiling in summer 

Reviews

[Neville]

brought back so very many of my own treasured memories of digging in the muck n popping seeds into the holes made by my grandfather & my fathers very own thumbs when I was a kid .. I just wish I had done more of the same thing with my own, when they were growing up .. and I do so still love a pink hollyhock :)

[Chris Shaw]

I am delighted that Jahkai my two year old grandson asks his Nan for the watering can so he can give the flowers a drink. So pleased this brought some precious moments back to you with your own father and grandfather. Thank you Neville.

Chris

[AYVID N]

Dear Chris,
What an amazing point made here. We see the glory of the Hollyhocks and the Marigolds and forget those responsible for doing the backend work. Those quietly working under the dark soil, behind the stage, so that those stars may shine in all their glory. This is a shoutout to all the unsung heroes, working tirelessly to support the greats and who stay in the shadows, unnoticed. My friend, you have such a beautiful mind.

[Chris Shaw]

Divya, I am touched by your beautiful review. As a child, I noticed the worms long before the flowers. I very much like your thoughts hear dear friend on this older poem, out for a breath of fresh air. Many thank yous winging their way across the pond.

Chris

[AYVID N]

I'm grateful, I read this poem, dear Chris. In a way, it also reminded me how little the place for egos in the great scheme of things. That silent, unsung work is being noted somewhere in the Universe and I'm sure will be rewarded in a great way, later somewhere else.

For a child to note the worms before the flowers speaks of how thoughtful and compassionate you were going to grow up to be.

You're always most welcome, my dear friend.

[Chris Shaw]

You are a woman of great depth 🌹

[Stu. T.H.]

An innocent and childlike perspective in the manner of storytelling, it's like reading through a children's storybook with a tone of light mannerism and sweet delight. It gives off quite the positive vibe.
Personally, I had my fair share of gardening experience when I was but a tad toddler even if none of my gardens were lasting, I had fun and enjoyed the experience.
This slightlu reminds me of such experience, quite a delight.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Stu for giving this older poem an airing. I appreciate your thoughts.

Chris

[Ranger Kessel]

I am stricken with the imagery of a beautiful garden here and his it started with the roots. Beautiful write

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks Ranger for stopping by. Your thoughts are appreciated.

Chris

[Jo Jo Blackburn, Fantas..]

I love how you did it your way.

[Chris Shaw]

Many thank yous Joaaba. I dis indeed do it my way:) Pleased you stopped by to read and review.

Chris

[Chris Shaw]

Oops Joanna, just noticed the typos. Apologies.

[Robert Haigh]

Going off at a slight tangent, this reminded me of my early childhood, when a friend and I used to play in the garden, making mud pies. My mother was always happy to lend us a couple of old teaspoons! Funny how old memories like that come flooding back after lying dormant for decades! Learning to love the soil at an early age is a good thing, I would say. An evocative poem, Chris!

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Robert. I smiled at the mud pies. Pleased my poem brought back such an endearing memory for you. I can picture it clearly. Kids just love playing in the dirt. Hope your Friday is going well.

Chris

[Stuart Munro]

LOverly poem , Chris , my sort of thing , flowers are seed miracles from the ground
I was reading once a seed can if placed wrong , turn itself in the right direction ,
Well written , great read

[Chris Shaw]

Thanks Stuart for the visit and sharing that info. I won't fret now when planting seeds. I am very much into my garden.

Chris

[Stuart Munro]

Hi Chris , watching Glasto. Just seen message , that seed thing I know it sounds weird ,it’s not me saying it ,it’s what I read lol

[Chris Shaw]

OK, I won't beat you up if it doesn't work :))

[Alan S Jeeves]

This 5x5 pentastich clearly describes a young person (maybe the author ? - could be anyone ?) who is intrigued by the delights of the English garden. 'Smiling' is a fine way to describe the marigold, well done Chris.
Kind regards, Alan

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Alan. This poem describes the experiences of little me and how I became interested at a very early age in growing flowers from seed to turn a garden into a splendour of summer colour. Really appreciate your review. Have a good Friday.

Chris

[Alan S Jeeves]

Well Chris, I certainly dig this poem.

Kind regards, Alan (author of silly comments)

[Chris Shaw]

Ha! I like your comments :)

[Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn..]

Chris,

you have penned a most enchanting and entertaining read on the joys of working with and within that realm of Nature and all of its ever so many wonders ...

Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn de Graham

[Chris Shaw]

Marvin, so pleased you enjoyed the read. Really appreciate you stopping by with your thoughts.

Chris

[JE Falcon]

Well, this was an interesting and visual way to arrive at a springtime view of Hollyhocks and Merigold's. ----- I liked its twists and turns. :) Great job!

[Chris Shaw]

You liked my earth worms:) Thank you Falcon. Pleased you stopped by with your encouraging review.read moreYou liked my earth worms:) Thank you Falcon. Pleased you stopped by with your encouraging review.

Chris