in unexpected places.
you taught me that
there is no wall
no cement pavement
thick enough
to keep what is meant to grow
from unabashedly blooming.
at the end of every winter
i search through last year’s dead leaves
and the cracks of suburban civilization
until i find you again.
Song Choice: Wildflowers covered by The Wailin' Jennys
Line Notes for this Groove: This poem was created for the Friday Writings Prompt at Poets and Storytellers United
Well expressed. We can learn a lesson from wild plants. They grow wherever they land rather than wait for perfect conditions.
ReplyDeleteIt's an endearing quality
DeleteBeautiful, and I can very much relate.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad
DeleteA wonderful lesson to wait and grow in unexpected places. We need to keep an open mind.
ReplyDeleteAn open mind is a lovely thing to cultivate
DeleteOh yes, they are tenacious! A lesson for us all.
ReplyDeleteQuite tenacious!
DeleteVery nice
ReplyDeleteThanks
DeleteYes well written and you will always find them again
ReplyDeleteHope springs eternal
DeleteI love the second verse, I am partial to the ones growing from cracks in the sidewalks. Yes, keep looking but for sure in Spring they WILL come again. (A side note, our Lily of the Nile did not bloom last summer, the plant still lives, I hope it blooms this year.)
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It hope it blooms for you too. I used to have Casablanca lilies in my yard, but they stopped growing years ago.
DeleteThis is beautiful, breathtaking, heartwarming... and so very true. I love it.
ReplyDeleteThank you. The prompt was quite inspiring.
DeleteLove the last verse.. last year’s dead leaves
ReplyDeleteand the cracks of suburban civilization... beautiful..
I love this poem, Rommy. The act of writing a love letter to a wildflower is just so beautiful and magical, and a brilliant way to bid winter farewell.
ReplyDeleteWhat a stunning last stanza!
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