Joyce Johnson Poet Quatrain

Fall Clean Up Time

It's fall clean up in my garden, Lord.
I'm feeling, sad, lonesome and blue.
The grasses and the weeds have over run
The lovely flowers, planted there for You.

Is this a mirror of my life, dear Lord?
Have all my kinder deeds been overcome
By ugly thoughts and hurting acts and words?
Wild dandelion crowds out chrysanthemum?

Now as I pull the banefull weeds and grass,
Removing each intruder one by one,
I hope to stand before you judgement day
Well kept, weed free, with all my gardening done.

 

lWon a no. 1 in Brian's contest

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Nick Bagnall September 26, 2011 at 7:50 AM Congratulations on the win, I like the thoughs behiond this one, not just a simple autumn poem.

Carol Sunshine Brown September 25, 2011 at 3:26 PM Congratulations on your win in Brian Strand's "Fall Your Choice" contest Joyce. Love, Carol

Don Johnson September 24, 2011 at 3:11 AM Well done cousin the extended family is proud of you...xox

Kim Merryman September 23, 2011 at 9:34 PM I love this! Congrats on your win, Joyce. Kim

Connie Marcum Wong September 23, 2011 at 7:01 PM A wonderful win for you Joyce. Congratulations on your number one spot. I used to feel somewhat the same way about the dandelion until I visited Bavaria in the springtime and beheld a sea of dandelions that grow wild all over the hillsides. It was one of the most breathtaking sights I remember about Germany. I drink dandelion tea too.

Ralph Taylor September 23, 2011 at 6:58 PM Congrats on 1st place, Joyce. Excellent write. Nice going. luv Ralph

Debbie Guzzi September 23, 2011 at 4:58 PM awww Dearest joyce/ I know you like things orderly/ This I understand/But life is full of chaos/and flourishs to my plan/ What you see as useless/ Can feed improverished lands/That dandelion, gold and fair/ will make a cup of tea...and if you pick its flowers you'll have sumptous wine from ME/ so don't you fret and don't you mourn the encrouching flowers/ They're all a part of the BIGGER plan...a world for FLOWER POWER!!! taaaaaddda for YOu light & love

Gwendolen Song September 23, 2011 at 1:48 PM This is soooooo much like a devotional, Carol. Just a wonderful illustration of pulling out the weeds that intrude our lives. Number one, yes! You did it again, Carol. I sure enjoy reading your poetry. Gwendolen

Andrew Crisci September 23, 2011 at 1:27 PM Big congratulations on your first place, Joyce! I am very happy for you for this achievement. The last line wraps it up with hope and faith, " Well kept, weed free, with all my gardening done. " Many folks never take time to do the Lord's work...never pulling out the weeds that rampantly grow. You have done that, and your reward will be great, my friend! Have a blessed day and :)! Love and hugs, Andrew.

Bob Quigley September 23, 2011 at 12:02 PM Thought provoking write. Nicely done Joyce. Congratulations

Phyllis Babcock September 19, 2011 at 1:32 PM I know you are weed free and your garden is fine. l love this poem Joyce. I just finished pulling out my garden and flowers and it makes me sad because it means winter will be here soon. I miss the colorful flowers and being out in the yard. I hope to stand weed free on judgement day too. love phyl

John Smith September 18, 2011 at 12:30 AM Write a great poem and you may coin a cliche or two. May be you coined lots of them.

Cory Long September 17, 2011 at 10:47 PM nicely done.. I did the same thing about a week ago.. maybe next yrs garden will grow.. cory

Constance La France September 17, 2011 at 10:41 PM I am sure you are "weed free" dear Joyce, this is a wonderful poem and thanks so much for your ever comments on my poetry~~

Nancy Jones September 17, 2011 at 10:25 PM chill is comin' don't sweat it, sis