with delicate and

slow unfurling

let me savor

then, every

curl and




is upon us

i’m here waiting,

an ear to your soil

and listening.


written April 2013
submitted to 20 Lines A Day
prose and poetry challenge for April

29 thoughts on “bloom

  1. Dieu says:

    I like the silent weight of this one.

  2. thank you so much Dieu, yours is a wonderful description.

  3. Sreejit Poole says:

    I nominated your blog for the versatile blogger award. You can check it out here:

    • Sreejit, it is so good to see you here again, and now you come bearing such a kind and generous gift.

      i am a little overwhelmed honestly, this entire WordPress blogging experience has been so incredible, i expected to be toiling away in anonymity for months. šŸ™‚

      so i thank you for showing such kindness and encouragement very early on, and for this nominnation.

      be well Sreejit and keep the::::light::::

  4. Chyau Inn says:

    This could have been straight from my heart. Do we share one? šŸ™‚

  5. nutsfortreasure says:


  6. Jamaiquina says:

    What a pearl of a poem! Absolutely delightful! šŸ™‚

  7. SirenaTales says:

    “our/ spring/ is upon us/I’m here waiting/an ear to your soil….” Beautiful, sensual, and tender yearning. Thank you for the beauty and inspiration.

    • oh, you found Bloom, and one of my all time favorite lines too.
      geez, this poem was written so early in my new ‘career’ LOL!,
      even at the time, i had no idea where those words came from.

      thank YOU Sirena, for digging in my back pages!

  8. I loved this!

    First of all I grow flowers….roses, hydrangeas, azaleas, gardenias, and a few others. This is my favorite time of the year, because each day holds dramatic changes. It is just miraculous to witness it. The progression in this poem (as it unfurls) is the same.

    Then this part took me by delightful surprise:

    “iā€™m here waiting,

    an ear to your soil

    and listening.


    Have you ever read the “Parable of the Sower”? It compares different types of hearts with different types of soil. A hard stony heart will not yield the beautiful spectacle that you described in the first part of this poem. Only a beautiful loving heart can produce that, and you have drawn near it embracing it. This makes me think of two things. The first being a reverent response to our creator, and the second being a tender response to someone that you love. Did I get carried away? Forgive me if I did.


    • heh…carried away, if you get a chance to read some of the wonderful comments
      from my friends and my replies… Theresa, there is no carried away
      when i wrote that passage;
      ā€œiā€™m here waiting,
      an ear to your soil
      and listening.

      i really felt for the first time i might have found something
      in poetry, it came out of nowhere, it wrote itself and i’ve been
      hooked (read since then.

      and now you’re speaking my language, flowers! i was a self taught
      landscape designer for 10 years, had a dozen men and 6 trucks and
      specialized in restoring huge neglected gardens in 100 year old homes
      and estates. i think we have a lot to talk about Theresa!

      • One more question. The farm that you and your wife go to…what garden zone is it in? I live in zone 7. People usually wait until the 2nd or 3rd week in April before setting out annuals here. The pear trees in our town were in full bloom about 2 or 3 weeks ago.

      • the farm is in Evansville, Indiana very close to the Ohio river. it’s rated 6b,
        this year is the year i design the entire 3 acre clearing. i will be transitioning
        over the next few years to live there, part of the plan is to begin growing specialty
        vegetables i can sell to try and make a living.

  9. I would give anything if I had the right budget and your equipment and skills. We live in Arkansas which gets a ton of rain. I live in town on a 1/4 acre lot, and my back yard is not only on the north side of the house, but it also has 5 trees (4 oaks and 1 sweet gum tree). the portion of our yard (about 2/3 of it) that is closest to the neighbors directly behind us is low and not level, and there are several days at a time that all of those trees look like they are growing in a lake. Before our neighborhood was built it was all dense woods and swamp. They filled it in with sand and left these very tall and sort of skinny trees standing when they built the houses. It is pretty, but also challenging…tree roots everywhere. šŸ™‚

    • well, my professional landscaping days are behind me Theresa. i stopped in 2002.
      it’s a wonder you can grow what you do in the conditions you are describing, you must be very tenacious!lol

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