Swallow the Seeds

For the Garden of Life contest.

A bed of fertile soil

For these diamonds of life

To nestle in.

As the season of heartbreak

Withdraws her icy stare,

Tears of relief fall from Spring's

Warm cheeks

And give these seeds

The love, the nourishment

Necessary for growth.

Protected from Summer's

Baleful desiccation

By April's mothering mumbles,

They mature,

Breathing in deeply the nourishment

Of the season.

The plants embody the life,

The vitalization,

Of Spring,

Until they are

Torn

From the soil,

Separated from their roots--

Mother Nature's watery blood

Carelessly shed

To sate the ache of some

Gluttonous man's teeth.

 

Author's Note

I'm not an environmentalist in the least. This was just a whimsical poem that I also wrote to appease the conditions of the Garden of Life contest for the Prompts and Reviews Group.

Reviews

[i.am.the.sun.]

this isn't my thing so i don't really know how to read it. sooo i really can't say much about it other than i enjoyed it, and found the end a little humourous. those gluttonous men just lurrrrv their veggies haha

[Renay]

It is good. To mo you captured the conditions very well. Calling the seeds "Diamonds of Life" and rain the "Tears of relief from Spring's warm cheeks" and then the harvest "the ache of some Gluttonous man's teeth" was very good word choice. The imagery really struck me. :)

[Lily Mae]

Oh..I love this Ben..you did a great job with this write.. xx