Short Germinate Poems
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rites to the matter
covet the soil to germinate
prospering petals
10/13/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
IN LIFE’S GARDEN
(A Tanka)
Germinate healing…
Plowing labors of love,
Cultivating peace–
Be a gardener of grace;
Pruning away painful buds:-
What I want is not relationship
What I want is a concept
A concept is like a seed
You look at it every day
When you pass it
Once a seed is planted
It will germinate and bloom.
Sometimes, it doesn't matter
What kind of dance you do
Who you do it with
Is more important.
If you have a dream
A desire and perseverance
You will germinate
Even through the asphalt.
Form:
.
Ripened Blackberries
Fall to ground to germinate...
Gentle hand grasp ate
I search the backwater of your body,
to calm my fears,
the garden of your soul
to germinate my seeds...
In the torment river of life, i am
eternal fisherman
of your heart
and constant hunter
of me... simply
that, naturally
thus...!
Lightly scuff the seeds with sandpaper or a file
and soak overnight. Then plant in the ground
or in containers or both. If in the ground,
mark the spot so you remember where you
planted as some may wait until Spring to
germinate. Good luck.
Form:
........come and sit beside me.
Let us live in this moment.
Who's seen tomorrow?
Who knows whether this seed of love will germinate or die?
Let us fly away to an unknown horizon.
Let us not captivate our thoughts.
Let us transcend and merge.
Let us meet HIM.
Form:
KUJICHAGULIA
(Kwanza Thought For Today)
Ebony beauty,
Ebonic seeds of God's fruit;
Let's germinate life:-
In this life's garden,
Let us sow seeds of self-worth;
Reaping in oneness:-
The Harvest is great;
Likewise, let we reapers be;
Great in our onement:-
On the whiteness of the sand
in the noises of the sea-foam,
There are dreams, fall down without buried
Ah, O shores,
that germinate death like mushrooms,
why you germinate (in my mouth)
a bitter taste?
Ah If you were fell like a rain
On my heart who never calms down!
I guard my heart;
By love otherwise it will quench !
Guard my spirit by words
Otherwise it will wither!
Inside me germinate
the seeds of longing
Whenever emerged,
love blooming lilies!
Guard me by low mumbles
By generous lull poetry,
touches heart by sleepy kiss on the lips.
The gods cry and precipitation of life giving rain falls
seeds germinate the fresh hydration starts new life
The water will invigorate the world
even in the tundra covered with an impermeable crystalization of frost and ice
The requiste of life is there
and the miracle of Life begins again
Tiny seeds germinate
Fresh roots sprout
New life is born!
The weeds come for free
As every beautiful rose
Has it's thorns!
Growing tall, against all odds
Growing towards the light
Laying our roots deep
Staying strong, yet flexible
We are a tree of life
Or the seed in the ground
We are 'one' of the same!
Listen to poem:
A dormant bud bursts into flower.
A seed bursts its coat, to germinate.
The sun breaks through clouds, to dawn a new day
A caterpillar pupates, to emerge as a butterfly, beautiful.
Metamorphosis is so engaging,
reshaping and transforming,
what we are, to what we can be,
to what we can become,
It's so becoming!
Does time past germinate in lost stories
its tendrils stir and drill through tender soil,
and breaks the cold clay of deep memories
but reseeds us by impossible toil.
It's Ixion strapped to the poetic wheel
spinning our tales eternally around
but never can words our fates truly seal
until inspiration’s loud thunders sound.
transfixed
by silence
quietness
surrounds
encompasses
thoughts
on
hold
waiting
patiently
in
a
vacuum
tedium
at
bay
ideas
gestate
germinate
slowly
synthesise
into
verse
A show of earths sweet being sunshine and green
To flash her wand sprinkling of colours unseen
Under soil they toil little seeds germinate
Roots underground without sound reciprocate
A bud blooms a song bird sings hope soars
hearts beam
Blossoms dance to a tune in rhythm convene
Uplifted by a warm intermittent breeze
Bringing relief a tired world with natures ease.
13.2.2021
Ottava Rima.
By Ombuge Moses
Alone be not
Exist to Happiness
Exit to Sadness
Joy to grow
Seed germinate
Ground hot too
Wind fast and dry
Dusts not settle
A lone be not
Young you are
Suck not my breast
For dead I am
Wish, hope you grow
Strong to tell
The story of this disaster
Dead am gone
Son, suck not
The breast of dead
Dead is your mother
Father to find
You get, share sad
Live happy, dead sad
Peace to preach
Hummingbird flirts over florets,
Until captivates the heart;
Petals glow in jocundity,
Assents to let kiss its bud;
Bird flutters wings,
Faster and faster;
Reaches deeper and deeper,
Into supple gland,
The bond evolves,
Intense love between both;
Quenches longing for nectar,
Serves in exchange,
Seeks pollen to Germinate;
Said the sages once,
Love is seek and give;
© Sadashivan Nair
Harvest my love in reverence
Loft these bushels to sift in air
Husk them to hearts of prayer
Sow true my coming endurance
For each Soul cocooned like mine
Must weather through the coming
Longs nights of less than nothing
No promise to germinate storyline
Push back the harsh breath of ice
Keep us wrapped wholly well spun
Turn cheek to kisses blown by Sun
Flower us to bloom in fragrant spice
i touched your leaf
then ran away
and some of you
came home with me
parasitic plant
how i feel
is how you see
a blade of grass
without a leaf
a buried soul
within a root
a beating heart
inside the tissue
of a vine
i'm blown away
all because of you
And by your method
you germinate
as my soul abdicates
releasing myself
inside your life
lovely hungry
parasitic plant
:: 01.10.2022 ::
Bricks of lavender
a palindrome of gentleness
across the unburdened lea
Autumn softly blowing down
from cirrus magnets drawn
to cosmic ore
Saddled to the conscience of
the heartland, a secret fells
what few aged oaks remain
No history holds words to make
reprieve for so sinister an act upon
the blooms and seeds
Haste arranges memory so as to
germinate, replacing the departed
'fore ever whispering lavender stems
relate the reins of fate upon the plains
agitating and grunting sounds in my ears
hurt, but holding back my tears
will they ever grow?
many are the seeds we cultivate
but non grow nor even germinate
where do they go l wonder?
come thunder, come rain
rooted to the ground they remain
open wounds of unbearable pain
sorrow our hearts can't contain
is there hope of seeing,
each other again?
haunting pictures of you in our minds,
ti's beyond the understanding of human kind.
where do they go l wonder?
Words Often Hurt
Written: by Tom Wright
March 2015
Evil thoughts germinate like sprouting seeds,
Once birthed, as words, they’re released toward targets,
As unmanned drones to seek and destroy;
While the intended quarry may escape these scathing words,
Inadvertent collateral damage
To the launch site has already occurred;
Words cannot be launched, as projectiles, toward another
Without feeling the backward escape of unburned powder;
Tom
The world is somehow a pomegranate
Every individual of us in it is the seeds
Having stayed similar to juicy tastes
Holding together long yawning for grace
Dreaming to germinate in the spring breeze
And to grow up and stand tall in the soil
Blooming virtually and quietly in the Sun-rays
And to appeal the amethyst for your please
Oh, lord! You'd be proud of thee for all
For so many myths, you leave there to face
And so many choices given alike in blind dates