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    dots Submission Name: Gardeningdots

    Author: lori_tab
    ASL Info:    27/f/alabama
    Elite Ratio:    4.33 - 1752/1517/481
    Words: 81
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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    A constant and fragile song that leaves me waiting
    I am here
    standing here
    planting my sorrows and faith and mixed seed bags like a very diligent gardener
    of feeling
    of heart
    of platueas and valleys and the wind that whispers through the delicate finger prints of the trees
    awake and groaning and satisfied until I am too clumsy to recignize my own love heart song
    aspiring to see the glistening tears of a touched earth in the morning dew

    Submitted on 2011-09-08 09:17:52     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      This is an intimate piece of writing, soulful and definitive, expressive of both the positive and negative aspects of life...As writing should, of course...

    A garden seems a suitable environment for relinquishing and recapturing the significance of any particular life, of reestablishing joy and purpose. The final line speaks volumes, as I read and reread it:

    "aspiring to see the glistening tears of a touched earth in the morning dew"

    Great writing. Thank you for sharing.

    | Posted on 2012-12-31 00:00:00 | by nwproud | [ Reply to This ]
      i really liked how you portray the speaker as someone who is sorting through their life to discover their true self; faith, love, happiness, sorrow, and everything else mixed together. the visual of the garden is outstanding as well, how the "mixed seed bags" could be both the good things and bad in life, but once the rain comes, the flowers bloom, and we step back to look, all together we see the beauty and how it shapes us. absolutely love it.
    | Posted on 2011-12-18 00:00:00 | by gwenn sundala | [ Reply to This ]

    I quite like this piece, but "wind that whispers" might be said in a fresher way, and you misspelled "plateaus" as well.

    through the delicate finger prints of the trees
    awake and groaning and satisfied until I am too clumsy to recignize my own love heart song
    aspiring to see the glistening tears of a touched earth in the morning dew

    That's lovely. I love comparing the dew to tears. This reminds me of haiku due to the theme of nature.

    | Posted on 2011-09-17 00:00:00 | by cuddledumplin | [ Reply to This ]
      life is indeed a garden and we are just gardeners.
    its how we handle our garden that would define us.
    we can leave the garden and everything would die or take care of it and it becomes something beautiful.
    and right now you having a flower sprouting in your garden. it is beautiful.

    | Posted on 2011-09-14 00:00:00 | by w0ords | [ Reply to This ]
      really like the ending...this is a very nicely played metaphor...you make it grow strong as the poem evolves...i like when poets introduce metaphors and then work them throughout the poem

    careful of spelling.."recognize"

    but otherwise...one of my favorites by you...

    a bloom of a poem.

    | Posted on 2011-09-08 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]

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