PoetryPix
depictions by the rule of thirds; descriptions mostly freestyle words
A garden visit
Swarms of garden gazers
gleefully swoop on bold bedding, right-royal roses,
past pools of voluptuous vegetation, they stream
along water features for refreshments
As solitary bee, I skulk behind bamboo
conjure haikus and listen to the quivering, quaking stems
when human hubbub trails away
Just 44 words for De’s quadrille prompt: Quiver
33 Comments on “A garden visit”
I love this presence in the quivering bamboo capable of conjuring haiku
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no better place
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Oh, that last stanza is so wonderful! The sounds in bamboo/haiku…and the image created. Just stunning.
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many thanks De for an inspired and inspiring prompt – the Muse finally came through
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Incredible alliteration – great!
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am a lover of lines like that – thank you
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That last stanza is amazing Laura!
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Glad you liked it – thank you
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I like the attention paid to the “quivering, quaking stems”.
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Could think of no other place for the prompt
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Killer second stanza, love the bee’s POV, helping us to be even more aware of what goes on beneath our feet, and in the tall grass.
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Thank you – A nice eco perspective I had not seen
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I love the perspective of your quadrille, Laura, and the image of a bee conjuring haiku while humans create a hubbub in the bamboo!
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That is one perspective or is it the poet escaping the crowds to write haiku
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The second one is me! I spend most mornings avoiding people and writing haiku!
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What a wise way to spend your time
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Just read it again, but this time aloud. Loving the sounds in this. That human hubbub being one. The alliteration is wonderful.
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Thank you for listening and hearing all the hubbub Lilian
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Oh, my! I love this bee perspective.
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but it is a human one if you perceive as as like 😉
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The ending 3 lines made me smile. Love that perspective Laura.
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thank you Grace –
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Some gardens are for solitary bees only. Nice poem!
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and humans that prefer their own company
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Crowd scenes in quiet gardens are not my favourite place either. Oh, to be a bee, and just get on with something useful.
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hence I creep behind the bamboo and listen to the silence after the hubbub has passed
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Yes, we have to wait for the rest to leave us – quiet gardens are wonderful. And I prefer photos with no strangers…
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Love the two different moods of the swarm and the solitary and how your use of words changes for each ‘right royal roses’ verses your beautiful (as much mentioned) bamboo/conjure haiku. Truly beautiful. Quiver inspired you to bees and me to pregnant cats 🙄
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very well observed and spot on – deliberate use of swarm/people and solitary/me/poet.
p.s. maybe our inspiration for quiver has something to do with milk and honey
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Lovely!
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thank you
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Ah, this line:
“listen to the quivering, quaking stems…”
🙂
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I see some Japanese brush strokes in that – thanks Frank
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