In garden fringed with sky
That seeks to splendor eye, and I
Have seen it's gard'ner, watched it grow.
I know no other place to go.
And with patience, watching still
These growing things, existence fill.
To think it all belongs to me.
I have no other place to be.
How strange, I frequent find
The visions of the gard'ner's mind.
Where lilies, dills, or mums might grow
I find such things I do not know.
By case: the purity of hours,
More noble than the queen of flowers;
Or beds of Trust, where no men lie.
I find such things that make me cry.
From sacred nothing to sacred all -
True freedom to mankind's thrall -
Love and hate and all things else...
In...this garden, grow.
Author notes
This is one of the first few poems I've written. You can tell because it has a discernible structure. It's really about everything (i.e., creation, the universe, &cet,) described through the eyes of an innocent wanderer who's under the delusion that the garden belongs to him. In the end, he realizes that he belongs to the garden.
What did you think
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Yeah, as your author notes imply, it's about "being and experiencing." Life is your garden, and all in it are the cumulative experiences: love, hate, knowledge, fate, anything we know, comprehend or conceive.
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I had to read another, especially when I saw the title of this. Crazy enough it reminds me of something I attempted to write a while back... mine was garden of decay, same kind of feeling but I was unable to express it so well (as you have done).
This is an excellent write, everything about.
All the best to you...
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No it has no true structure, but that is what makes this piece so unique. You used very great verbiage, and beautiful imagery-- this poem is very vivid! This is a new take on creation, more subtle emotion and insight that I truly like. You used certain lines in certain ways that have got me in awe.
"By case: the purity of hours,
More noble than the queen of flowers;
Or beds of Trust, where no men lie.
I find such things that make me cry."
These lines specifically have got me musing. This is a wonderful entry! And for your first poem, it is excellent.
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