Kim Rodrigues Poet Free verse

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I See Her In the Garden

Inspired byThomas Edward Brown’s “My Garden”:

Not God! in gardens! when the eve is cool?
Nay, but I have a sign;
‘Tis very sure God walks in mine
(verse 8-10)

I SEE HER IN THE GARDEN

Planted; taken up
as the soul rises
to heaven; yet
the soil absorbs
the tasty or demure,
unless plucked -
its juicy tomato,
red and ripe
or likewise
the precocious rose,
its cheekiness.

Wicked maelstrom
maimed a few feet,
its feat of satisfaction 
fell the eaten tree,
making dust - the earth
already dust to dust,
now gardening.

Some snippets
grew back
in the Spring
and Calla roots
were buried -
their shoots
thus carried
through many
suns and moons.

I see her -
she stands,
watches,
snaps, adores
each riveting leaf,
yearning for the bud;
and then to open,
like a child’s hand.

This small patch,
hers; and His.
He watches too.
Waiting in the cool
of eve, hardly
moving,
but definitely smiling.

6/29/2023

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Paige Hind July 6, 2023 at 2:44 PM What gorgeous writing, Kim!! Wow! Kim Rodrigues July 7, 2023 at 5:29 AM I appreciate you, Paige! Thank you!

Paul Callus July 1, 2023 at 12:28 AM Vert beautiful, Kim. In this 'garden' I feel the presence of the gardener, nature and the creator. Where would I be without my garden! Already early this morning I was enjoying the freshness around me as I watered the plants....heavenly! Regards // paul Kim Rodrigues July 1, 2023 at 5:36 AM A few years ago I thought my grandson wanted to go to the garden where I had a year’s membership. “No, Grandma, your garden,” he says. Before that I didn’t think of my small plot of flowers that way. A child opens your eyes and Who opened his… God bless you, Paul! Glad you are enjoying your garden. I bet it is lovely!

Victor Buhagiar June 29, 2023 at 10:08 PM What a garden. Too old to have a proper one now. The sun does not reach and I'm deprived of roses and hibiscus and others. A poem filled with deep thoughts. Engaging lines. Hugs. Kim Rodrigues June 30, 2023 at 5:46 AM Thank you, Victor! :) Big hug ~ Kim