Monday, May 9, 2011

Off Stage

 This Poem is posted for
#65
from Tess Kincaid's
Magpie Tales #65




















I love the curve of Lilies’ leaf-green skirts
Before the flower show begins in June;
All flowing grace and modesty in tune,
Disguising future glory, and the hurt
Of living only for a day on earth.
What stage direction calls for such a scheme;
A flashing preview of our human theme
As innocence and beauty fade to death.

I wait each year for encore of white stars
On Autumn Sweet Clematis to recur
Beside the Burning Bush that marks the fall.
Bright walk-ons blaze to briefly hide the scars;
Bring fleeting comfort to my garden door.
Peace waits off-stage, in wings, for curtain call.


St. Francis
&
Emily
in my garden
eating a cherry tomato.

My daily prayer for the ideal
I rarely accomplish.


22 comments:

  1. A lovely evocation of the echo we find of our own briefness in the fleeting blooms of the garden--I love the sweet autumn clematis, too--doing in fall what all its cousins do in spring as if its a slow but very thorough and enthusiastic learner. I've planted a tomato plant next to my tall phlox this year, to see beauty and appetite mix. Enjoyed both your poem, and your picture, and your prayer.

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  2. ha how cool that you have the same statue or similar...my kids love cherry tomatoes as well...fleeting comfort indeed, so much like life...very nice

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  3. What a wonderful metaphor you have created here. It has a sweet melancholy, but is life-affirming at the same time. Really good stuff! Vb

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  4. Those brief moments of existence both scary and enhancing. And excellently written.

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  5. loved reading this post.(a little sidenote-you've a wonderful garden :))

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  6. i would love to be the francis in your garden - watcher of the flowers. and i enlarged the prayer...i love that too! he is my favorite saint!

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  7. I know St. Francis would love this poem as much as I do. Sheer beauty.

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  8. Very adroitly worked. Wonder how C.Paniculata got its name.

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  9. Well thank you Doctor FTSE for pointing out to me that C Paniculata is no longer acceptable nomenclature for the plant. I could claim poetic license but freely admit to total ignorance in the matter until I found this info:

    "These are names that deserve respect for the scholarship that stood behind them, but they should now be retired -- along with a recent arrival, C. ternifolia, that seems to be a product of mere carelessness. Though lovers of clematis may be glad to see those hard spellings disappear, many of them might also wish the code of nomenclature could somehow find room for a name as comfortable as "Sweet Autumn Clematis".

    I was interested to read two of your March, 2011 posts about America's involvement in Hiroshima and the current world political scene. How ironic that you have provided me with an opportunity to invoke the petition of St. Francis to "Grant pardon where there is injury" ---but I'm still praying for this grace---I'll get back to you re my success.

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  10. The names of plants may change but their beauty remains for ever to be enjoyed. I loved your poem as a metaphor for life - I wish we all could give as much pleasure as the flowers in our gardens.

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  11. I really enjoyed the several images you shared along with your touching verse. Peace be with you...

    http://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2011/05/09/courage-in-my-cup/

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  12. I think this is among the best of today's crop, if not THE best. The only thing is C. Paniculata. Could you find another flower name?

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  13. Thanks to all for reading and helpful critique. I changed C. Paniculata to Autumn Sweet Clematis, the lovely white star flower vine's common name (tweeked a bit)to fit.

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  14. A poem with a colourful casting. Loved it.

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  15. St Francis sits very well in your garden...or rather, stands! He is obviously quite at home. I enjoyed your sonnet, too.

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  16. Hmm...true taste of poetry....sweetly scented....naturally flavored....lovely!

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  17. Jingle, Martin and Awoken Soul: Thank you all for your encouraging words.

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  18. Gorgeous piece. The brevity of the flower and of life... expertly, beautifully, written.

    Also-- love your garden picture and cute little girl-- precious! I've come across this prayer of St.Francis in the past, and this prompts me to print my own copy of it.

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  19. Anna,
    Thank you, such high praise, so undeserved. Emily is my grandaughter who will be 4 in July. I'm happy that you liked the prayer to St. Francis.

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