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The Dogwood Flower

I was a youngster when my sight began to realize, When I viewed a tree of flowers that grew across the road. Whereas this time of beauty was forming within my eyes, Where the shapes and lines are made from the clay that memories mold. A flower on the tree branch seemed to bloom before my sight. Sacred bloom was a symbol of where Jesus had been nailed, The central color brown in midst of petals of pure white. Yet, my eyes saw baby Jesus; and my soul had been unveiled.

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Evelyn Judy Buehler

Date: 3/28/2024 3:38:00 PM

Incredibly lovely poem, Hilda! It is in my faves.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 3/30/2024 4:00:00 PM

Thank you. I'm happy you like this poem. Thanks for the fav. Sending hugs.

Karen Jones

Date: 3/5/2024 5:06:00 PM

Lovely poem Hilda.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 3/13/2024 9:12:00 PM

Thank you. It is my true experience.

Valsa George

Date: 3/3/2024 7:48:00 AM

I have only heard of dogwood tree. We don't have it here. It 's nice to know that it has a symbolic significance. A tree with flowers is always a thing of beauty. Lovely poem Hilda....

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 3/3/2024 8:39:00 AM

Thank you for your comment.

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 2/6/2024 8:48:00 AM

Very original and I appreciated the spiritual reference.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 2/8/2024 6:31:00 PM

Thank. You. I hope you have this flowering tree where you live.

David Fisher

Date: 2/5/2024 3:34:00 PM

Enjoyed your poem, Hilda. Nature rarely disappoints.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 2/5/2024 5:59:00 PM

I'm glad you enjoyed my poem about the Dogwood flower. Thank you for visiting.

Sotto Poet

Date: 2/5/2024 10:58:00 AM

Hilda, your poem is truly remarkable! I am captivated by dogwood trees, not only for their aesthetic splendor but also for the profound symbolism they embody.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 2/5/2024 4:33:00 PM

Thank you. The Dogwood is a very unusual tree.

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 2/4/2024 4:21:00 PM

Magnificent poem, Hilda! I love dogwood trees not just because of their beauty but also because of their symbolic significance... I especially liked "shapes and lines are made from the clay that memories mold... those words resonated with me. Am faving this one. hugs, Sara

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 2/4/2024 4:48:00 PM

Thank you. Thanks for faving. The experience of seeing the Dogwood has remained in my mind for most of my lifetime.

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 2/4/2024 1:47:00 PM

A blessed discovery.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 2/4/2024 2:00:00 PM

Yes. The tree was so enjoyable. The soft petals that fell to the ground were like velvet.

Joseph May

Date: 2/4/2024 11:56:00 AM

A spiritual awakening seen in the tree, I did not know this was the tree they used to make the cross, Nicely penned

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 2/4/2024 12:09:00 PM

Possibly. It's very symbolic. Thank you for reading my poem.

Ink Empress

Date: 2/4/2024 8:03:00 AM

Dear Hilda Your poem once again reminds us all that nature is healing, take a minute to appreciate and see beyond Gods creation, there is a story a song for all. What a deep and descriptive write that also depicts your faith and inner visions and light in the most seamless manner. I love the flow of your poem and how youv delivered it too is soul warming really. Pleasure reading your work. Sending you light always

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 2/4/2024 11:10:00 AM

Thank you for sharing your understanding of my poem. I still love the Dogwood tree to this day.

Duke Beaufort

Date: 2/4/2024 6:19:00 AM

We just planted four dogwood trees this past fall and I am looking forward to the flowers. All of nature holds fantastic images and how you mold them into beautiful images reveals the inner workings of your soul. It shows that you have vision. (I'm thinking of Moses and the burning bush). That is a wonderful gift for any of us. I am so very honored to read this.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 2/4/2024 7:06:00 AM

Thank you. I saw these flowers at an age (is it 3 years), when distant vision suddenly focuses. Strangely, it was the Dogwood tree that struck sight with such an explosion of color.

Bill Baker

Date: 2/3/2024 9:16:00 PM

Lovely experience, Hilda. The spirit within can manifest many blessings in many forms for those that believe. I enjoyed your poem. Thanks for sharing. Bill

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 2/3/2024 9:52:00 PM

Thank you, Bill. If you ever see the Dogwood flower, it is very unusual and pretty. I'm happy you liked this poem.

Hiya Sharma

Date: 2/3/2024 7:43:00 PM

Ah, dear Hilda, this is such a beautiful write that works as a healing charm of purity! Your lines bring a sense of soothe, as they unfold with so much gorgeousness and insight.. Especially "Yet, my eyes saw baby Jesus; and my soul had been unveiled" Seeing a reflection of the divine, in the flower, truly reflects so much depth.. That first stanza is also very nostalgic and heartfelt. Loved reading this! Keep writing and shining, sending many best wishes your way :)

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 2/3/2024 8:09:00 PM

Thank you for your comment. I'm so glad you liked it.