At dVerse guest host Claudia has invited us to write about a garden.
dVerse Poets – Poetics – Garden(ing)
“When the world wearies and society fails to satisfy, there is always the garden.” Minnie Aumonier
Garden Song There's a cosmos in reach of my aching touch of skin and veins, beneath my feet emotion runs and wriggles, and it dwells within as I inhale its many spices in unison with the palette that captures my eyes, feeding my senses with songs of colour and rhythmic joy, opening me to each movement of this wondrous melody of all that flies and calls, great or small, calling me to stop, slow down, and sip the wine of its simple complexity. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
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This was written with me in mind. Love it!
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What a lovely thing to say/share, thank you.
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You are welcome.
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Beautiful compound , lovely nature 👌🙏🌷The article also inspiring 👍🏻🌹🙏
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Thank you so much for that 🙂
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Beautifully written!
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Thank you very much Lucy
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sipping the wine of its simple complexity… i love that … just made me breathe deeper – and what a beautiful garden you have
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Many thanks Claudia 🙂
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Your poem is lovely ……………
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Thank you for that Helen.
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Wonderful poem and lovely garden
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Thank you so much for that 🙂
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This is excellent. “There’s a cosmos in reach of my aching” … What a strong opening.
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Thank you very much.
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Yes….gardens are magical….and definitely deceptively simple in their complexity.
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Isn’t it so, thank you Sandy
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My pleasure, Paul.
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Your words reminded me that we were created to live in a garden. But we messed up. 😔
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Sadly so, my hope is for a new gardening push to correct it all, sigh.
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Lovely. Onel good thing to come out of lockdown is that we appreciate gardens and green spaces much more.
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We sure have, although I was addicted before, now I’m worse, lol, so good to have such a positive interest. Thank you so much.
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Lovely
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Many thanks Cheryl.
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I love the cosmos in your reach and also “sip the wine of its simple complexity.” Very cool.
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Many thanks for that, I’m so glad you found it so 🙂
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Very good poem Paul. Perhaps this is what they mean by… “Stop and smell the roses!” There is so much we miss when we bustle about and fail to see.
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Thank you very much Dwight, yes much we miss.
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You involve all the senses. Very nice. 🙂
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Thank you very much indeed. 🙂
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This was a lilting, lifting, enjoyable read Paul. Well written indeed… 🙂
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I’m really thrilled it had that effect Rob, many thanks
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I love it when a garden sings to me! (I’m happy with wild flowers and weeds, too.)
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Ah, a kindred spirit, thank you for the resonance Liz.
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You’re welcome, Paul.
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How lovely! I especially like the slow winding down to end on a oxymoron: simple complexity 🙂
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thank you Ingrid, much appreciated.
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Very Beautiful Poem🤓I love gardens but the temperature here is so wicked😒Raining, Tornadoes, and The Burning Heat puts plants in a shock😰Nice 1
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Thank you so much 😊 you have sympathies.
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Your Welcome Mr. P🤓
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you Chuck, hope you’re having a great weekend.
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Always a pleasure to read and share your posts with followers, Paul!! Have a great day!
😊👍✨✨🎉
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There are some very beautiful lines here Paul.Gorgeous.
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Thank yo very much indeed Linda.
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That opening line is such a hook!!!💝💝 Exquisite imagery throughout this one, Paul 🙂
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Sanaa, thank you ever so much 🙂
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Loved especially
“Wondrous melody of all that flies or crawls “
A fine symphony
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Thank you very much Lona.
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Beautiful! The last line is so lovely
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Thank you for that, much appreciated.
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Thank you, I’m so glad it appealed and that you liked that line in particular.
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Thank you
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This is very well penned! Gladly enjoyed!
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Thank you very much 😀
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Thank you very much Dishita.
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You are welcome! 🤗
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🙂
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Totally agree – but worded so eloquently
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Thank you very much.
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