Wednesday, May 27, 2015

Writer's Digest/ A Learning Poem --Poets United Midweek Motif/ Weeds -- Imaginary Gardens with Real Toads

A Learning Poem

each day like a page in a textbook       an opportunity to learn something you didn't know

you awaken to a new world          if you look at the past           you will see

indeed each day is an opportunity       it is said        the universe doesn't care if you get it

if you don't        the lesson will come around again       so we can be sure to get it this time

sometimes learning is fun       sometimes hard                     so hard you will swear

your insides are filled with razor blades                               at least that is how it will feel

this life is definitely for higher learning           and all we have to do is pay attention

 now i am not saying the learning will be easy        it is my experience that it won't be

but nothing that is really worthwhile         comes easy

May 27, 2015

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Weeds

weeds are the ones we don't want                        the grass that grows in my garden

that tries to choke the flowers i planted          the flowers struggle to make purchase

the weeds thrive          they serve as a model for me       i would like to be like a weed

i'll take what you give me               i will thrive with little care

it is not about what is happening around me                   i have all that i need

sunshine and shadow                     a little space to call my own...                and you

May 27, 2015








13 comments:

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Absolutely true. And none of it is easy. And the learning never stops. I guess that is a good thing because it means we are still growing.

Susan said...

I think that learning to be content with weedness might be one of the razor blades at first--but not when we realize the great company we're in there. To have all that we need (with that special someone too) helps us open to the new--and even missing out at first knowing it will come round again. I know these are 2 separate poems, but delighted to read them together.

Jae Rose said...

These two poems fit together so beautifully..almost like a question and answer....try again comes through clearly and how thankful we must for each new day...and yes weeds can be most precious...silently strong and resilient xo

Gillena Cox said...

luv the fact that learning is is an unconstrained process; that there is something to be learnt in contemplating a weed

much love...

Sanaa Rizvi said...

it is not about what is happening around me
i have all that i need
sunshine and shadow
a little space to call my own...
and you

Loved the closing lines to this poem :D
xoxo

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I adore the weed poem - we need to be as hardy as weeds, survive when conditions are not what we might wish. Well said, my friend. I especially love "I have what I need......a little space to call my own....and you." Perfect!

Debi Swim said...

Exactly what I think, too.

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

That's a nice take on the weeds. :)

Sara McNulty said...

Weeds rule! A little space is all anyone needs. Love this poem, Annell.

Sumana Roy said...

"i will thrive with little care"...the mantra of the weeds to flourish...

Maude Lynn said...

I love your take on weeds!

Anonymous said...

Sounds lovely - I'll join you in weed corner!

Gen Giggles said...

Great poems. I enjoyed them both.

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