My Garden

My garden, secret to all but sky, with wooden fence erasing the world. Worn, brick stepping stones gave it a try at English garden, with ivy curled, soft raindrops, at times, gently swirled. Sweet rose and lilac scents also shared with honeysuckle, near wooden stair. And bees--I still hear their busy song. tall grass, where I played a princess fair. My childhood garden, for you I long. March 14, 2022 for Garden Inspirations Contest by B.J. Legros Kelly

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Sam Kauffman

Date: 4/21/2022 9:43:00 AM

Oh Ann, this is a sweet trip into nostalgia. You have brought me right back into my own childhood garden with my grandmother teaching me all about her flowers! Thank you! And, I had forgotten about honeysuckle! going to have to add honeysuckle to my spring children. Beautiful picture. Lovely poem! Congratulations on your win!

Ann Peck
Date: 5/2/2022 3:27:00 PM

Oh yes. honeysuckle! So lovely. Maybe I'll plant some, too, and buy a trellis. I'll put it near my back door. Great idea, Sam! Thanks for your comments.

Gary Radice

Date: 4/21/2022 8:01:00 AM

That's a great first line Ann that opens your lovely and somewhat poignant dizain. Cheers - Gary

Christuraj Alex

Date: 4/20/2022 7:48:00 PM

Birds, bees, plants... A beautiful painting. Congratulations!

Bj Legros Kelley

Date: 4/20/2022 6:30:00 PM

This is lovely! Thank you for your submission and congratulations on your high placing win in the Garden Inspirations Poetry Contest! :) <3

Line Gauthier

Date: 3/30/2022 2:40:00 PM

Wow ~ beautiful poem, Ann

Ann Peck
Date: 4/2/2022 11:47:00 AM

Thank you so much, Line :)

Michelle Faulkner

Date: 3/24/2022 2:25:00 PM

So picturesque, I really like the details of stepping stones and curled ivy and the busy song of bees, sounds enchanting :)

Ann Peck
Date: 3/27/2022 4:47:00 PM

Thanks, Michelle. Reality wasn't quite that way :)

Ann Peck

Date: 3/16/2022 2:34:00 PM

Thanks, Andrea. I seem to turn to nostalgia often these days--the present is so upside down. :)

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 3/15/2022 4:53:00 PM

I love how your garden poem is not only pretty but filled with nostalgia. Love it.

Rico Leffanta

Date: 3/15/2022 12:07:00 PM

Nice write! Both of my grandmothers cherished their cultivated flower gardens, but I was most impressed with my landlord's garden in Tasmania, an absolute jungle of wildflowers supporting Australian creatures. Better than American TV any day! Aloha!

Ann Peck
Date: 3/16/2022 2:30:00 PM

I thought Tasmania was a country! I'm not good with geography :) I'll check those sites out. I love interesting things to google. Thanks! Aloha!

Rico Leffanta
Date: 3/16/2022 11:09:00 AM

I live in Hawai'i, but lived in Tasmania 50-odd years ago. Tasmania is an Australian State; google Launceston, or Hobart, Tasmania, for details. Gunns Plains is an awesome sight! Aloha!

Ann Peck
Date: 3/15/2022 3:44:00 PM

I don't think wildflowers get enough respect! I love them. But, sadly, with scant rain, they're disappearing. Do you live in Tasmania? I thought Hawaii. Is Tasmania as strict as Australia about immigrants?

Harry Horsman

Date: 3/14/2022 9:19:00 PM

Oh this is so lovely Anne, love the poetry and the memory that inspired it.

Ann Peck
Date: 3/14/2022 9:33:00 PM

Thank you for your kind thoughts, Harry.

Brandy Nicole

Date: 3/14/2022 8:15:00 PM

"Soft raindrops gently swirled, and lilac scents" I am imagining this moment in my mind right now. I could get lost in this scene you have painted. The beauty of your childhood garden. :) Brandy

Ann Peck
Date: 3/14/2022 9:33:00 PM

Brandy, how nice to read your comments! Thank you :)