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Small Garden Bed

The old man walked up to the hilltop
His footsteps so lightly they tread
To the peak where the sun was now rising
To the place of the small garden bed

Twas here that he sat without moving
His eyes settled down on the ground
While the birds soared above in the blue sky
He sat with his tears falling down

His old hands were now shaking with sorrow
His body did tremble in time
For the loss of his love he was grieving
For the loss of his mate he did pine

Around him the trees swayed in rhythm
To the gentle wind stroking the leaves
And the grasses were flowing like water
From the tears of the old man who grieved

In the garden bed sat a small Angel
Its arms reaching up to the sky
And its eyes were so trained on the heavens
While the old man sat silently by

The flowers that grew in the garden
Were blooming a brightly display
In the small patch of earth that they clung to
Where she had spent many a day

And daily he climbs to the hilltop
As the years they roll slowly away
He waits for the day he will join her
He longs for that happiest day

The old man walks up to the hilltop
To tend to his garden each dawn
His tears giving life to the flowers
To the garden where his love, he mourns

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  • Ann45
    February 20, 2009
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    Sad, gripping


    • condor gold member
      February 21, 2009
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      Thank you again. Boy, have you been busy or what?


  • DolceVito gold member
    December 26, 2008
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    Bittersweet

    Beautifully expressed write, sad but enjoyable read.


    • condor gold member
      December 26, 2008
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      Thanks, mate. I am glad you liked this one. I don't think it was one of my best.


  • Nicada silver member
    December 25, 2008

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    A sad but beautiful and touching poem here. You have brought the picture to life quite well. The rhyme and flow is wonderful also. I love how you focus on the hilltop as a precious place for him to grieve and tend to his loved one. Thanks much for entering. Blessings, Patty

    • condor gold member
      December 26, 2008
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      Thank you, Patty. I am so glad you liked it. Your comments are appreciated.


  • princessleejwctlvr2
    December 24, 2008

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    I love this piece its sad but very lovely at the same time!!! You did a wonderful job portraying it!!! Its very gentle!!! I love ur new profile pic!!! Cats are my favorite animal!!! This is an excellent piece!!!!


    • condor gold member
      December 24, 2008
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      Thanks, mate. Your comments are most appreciated. I love cats to. I use to have three and they all lived welll into their 19th year. Now, I make friends with wild birds. Just heading to your page.


  • rbruce gold member
    December 23, 2008

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    Lovely poem, sad but with a gentleness of spirit to which I can relate. Well done indeed. Best of luck in the contest.


    • condor gold member
      December 23, 2008
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      Thanks, Bob. When i saw this contest, i knew i had to just enter this one. The picture prompt led me straight to it.

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