The entire prospect grew excitement and anticipation.
It was not merely about the vegetables. Nay. There was
plenty of food of all varieties within walking distance.
It was about a new endeavor, an adventure of sorts.
The soil was prepared.
The seedlings were purchased.
The nutrients were provided.
The future tomatoes were planted.
Like the rising sun, they were faithful
and came right up, beginning their
development and apparent thriving.
Yes, they grew and grew and grew.
That is, the plant grew, but there
was barely a sign of fruit-bearing.
They grew tall, high above the fence line,
waving hello to our neighbors; But no fruit.
There was a great demand for tomatoes, but
never a market for fruitless tomato plants.
But in that first year, that's all there was.
020823PS
Hellow my fellow dear,
I want everyone here,
My voice to hear.
Have a chair anywhere,
In how you wear,
Do not feel fear.
Hellow our first year,
Visitors of this year,
Welcome Babdari is here.
Since you have apear,
You have all idea,
About your core area.
If not understand clear,
Ask who is near,
Example president Chulse here.
You should be aware,
In what you hear,
Especially walking out there.
Just only take care,
People are not fair,
They are In dare.
That is my hair,
Which I have share,
Have a nice air.
My Poetry Birthday...1/24/2019
Today is..................1/24/2020
I never once dreamt, that in one year, I would have
written 1,070 poems.
And no, they are not one-liners, heaven forbid!
I only had one comment to that first shoddy poem
I wrote.
Good grief, I had no idea what I was doing.
What a poetic dope!
Then, I had zero commenters until
May, 2019?
I wonder at all, why I even stayed!
Another person jumped in that May and
was very supportive!
She puts action into where her poetic heart is.
My life has changed in this year for the better.
(Thanks to each of you here who commented
and to those who never will.)
Both positive and few comments add to further
my intent to do far better with my quill.
I am quite far from popular here!
But those that read me, please know, I hold you
especially most dear.
So thanks to all of you, for the exceptional
examples you set.
Your fine poetry inspires me,to be most grateful
and content!
You have made 2019 a most productive and happy
year!
So to all of you, may God bless you and I say,
three cheers.
Gratefully,
Panagiota Romios
January 24, 2020
3:45pm PST
Remember as yesterday, when I was in the lobby of my work writing some words that sounded as poetry, and founded PS website. Without any prior knowledge of poetry, posted the first poem named as Love Beat. Many poets and poetess extended a warm welcome and encouraged during this first year to continue writing.
A catharsis in moments when the sun seems to hide between the clouds of blue. Still have to learn, it has been a wonderful year to read marvelous poems from excellent poets and poetess around the world. A skill discovered by chance, had gave the opportunity to paint as poetry the contemplation of nature, life, love, and the introspection of experiences heard through the decades.
Nayda Ivette
7-27-2016
From sleeping through the whole night,
To cutting your first tooth to bite,
From watching you roll over,
To hearing your first word 'MUMMA',
From watching you crawl commando,
To seeing your first steps solo,
Your Nan has spent time with you nearly everyday,
And to be honest would have it no other way,
I've rocked you to sleep time after time,
Had you when you're sick giving your Mum piece of mind,
Cuddled you when you've been sad,
And told you 'No' when you've been bad,
Laughed with you when we've been playing,
Praised you when you're not misbehaving,
Just in one year you've developed at such speed,
First year milestones you've passed indeed,
Your presence is infectious you can't ignore,
Obviously an old soul you've been here before,
I think you've been sent to teach all of us,
Cause you're the perfect example of unconditional love.
07/01/2016
First day at high school, I was a little shy;
Seeing all the boys that were slowly walking by.
Meeting new people can be fun at times;
But you don't need to be a nickel looking for a dime.
Break is ok but there is not very much to do;
I enjoy talking and laughing with my friends, yes that's true.
Lunch is cool but I don't enjoy the food;
I love to talk and laugh with my chicks and dudes.
This is going to be some years to remember;
It will get better by the month of December.
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