Jeff Kyser Poet Couplet

Compost Pile

A poem, lovely as a compost pile,
One lingers, sifts the elements awhile.

At first unclear, not all is evident;
Sharp images emerge as time is spent.

Though pieces, separate, may cause chagrin,
When taken as a whole, beauty's within.

To mull, to stew, to tease suggestions out
Though time elapses, ere they take shape, sprout.

For oft, a new direction is deduced,
Organic thoughts are grown, notions produced.

A poem such as this is never spurned,
But contemplated often, gently turned.

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FIRST PLACE WINNER
For the "A poem lovely as a" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Margarita Lillico
Written 03/03/2022

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Sam Kauffman March 7, 2022 at 10:49 AM Wonderful image Jeff and so uniquely creative. There are so many "organic" elements to a compost pile - each contributing to the ultimately life giving fertilizer it creates for creativity! Congratulations on your win. This is a fav for me. It really stands out in so many ways. Blessings for your creative compost pile as you continually add to its life giving, poem inspiring experiences. Jeff Kyser March 7, 2022 at 11:02 AM Thanks, Sam! I'm not very good with the flowery language, so I have to go with what I know! :-)

Paulette Calasibetta March 6, 2022 at 9:07 AM Very clever and a well deserving win in the contest. It truly makes one think about the humble compost heap! :)Paulette

Janice Canerdy March 5, 2022 at 6:19 AM Jeff, CONGRATS on your win with this thoughtful piece. Janice Jeff Kyser March 5, 2022 at 8:16 AM Thanks, Janice!

Faye Gibson March 4, 2022 at 7:12 PM I love this. As one who had large gardens (vegetable, herb, flower, roses) for many years, I am quite familiar with the gifts of the compost pile. I could not be without a large one and, often, it gave me new plants. Great idea and execution. Jeff Kyser March 5, 2022 at 8:17 AM Thank you, Faye. We too have a large pile for our garden!

Margarita Lillico March 4, 2022 at 5:53 PM What a “contemplated” “pile”, Jeff, floated to the surface, “gently turned”. I’m drawn to your peculiar mindset from now on:) Congrats! M. Jeff Kyser March 5, 2022 at 8:18 AM Thanks, Margarita, I enjoyed the activity - thanks for putting it together!

Robert James Liguori March 3, 2022 at 10:40 PM The circle of life, indeed. Jeff Kyser March 4, 2022 at 5:52 AM Hey Robert, yes indeed!

Deb M March 3, 2022 at 10:06 PM Ha that is so cleverly written Jeff. Well done. Enjoyed. Debx Jeff Kyser March 4, 2022 at 5:51 AM Thanks, Deb!

L Milton Hankins March 3, 2022 at 9:47 PM Interesting, to say the least. But, when you read it as a metaphor, it takes on most important meanings. Good writing, Jeff. Jeff Kyser March 4, 2022 at 5:49 AM I figured if Love is a pothole, a poem could be a compost pile :-) I like reading a good poem that I come back to and find more meaning, and one that helps me tease out ideas of my own. That's fertile ground there!

Unseeking Seeker March 3, 2022 at 5:45 PM Unusual, choosing compost as the title. Low grade fertiliser made from organic waste, as far as I recall. Good for the crops though, which is why you chose it, I suppose. Enjoyed your musings on creation of great poetry, good luck in the contest, Jeff Jeff Kyser March 4, 2022 at 5:51 AM To me, the best poems I read are one that make me think, reveal more of themselves over time, and lead me to my own ideas and thoughts - that was the genesis of the idea - thanks!