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| Lost Gardens of Heligan |
Resting in a botanical garden
sleeping goddess dreams
drifting to faraway lands
molding with the rich earth
hands made of mud and clay
covered in moss and green ferns
her loving heart will never harden
drinking from underground streams
elements of nature, she understands
sprouting buds, spring gives birth
roots growing deeper with each day
in silence her soul yearns..
behold beauty in the garden
nymphs dance under moon beams
guarding gateways, strong trees stand
cost of dreams what are they worth
tall blades of grass, lover's play
spreading seeds, her mind churns
goddess from another world
opening pathways
to dreams..
posted for Poets United
ps - I came across this picture
over at Postiveletters
the sleeping giant is considered
a goddess in this botanical realm
she wrote about gardens for A to Z
and you guessed it letter G
nymphs dance under moon beams
guarding gateways, strong trees stand
cost of dreams what are they worth
tall blades of grass, lover's play
spreading seeds, her mind churns
goddess from another world
opening pathways
to dreams..
posted for Poets United
ps - I came across this picture
over at Postiveletters
the sleeping giant is considered
a goddess in this botanical realm
she wrote about gardens for A to Z
and you guessed it letter G
Your poem puts me in mind of an old oak tree standing silent in the garden. Perhaps that is the disguise of the sleeping woman?
ReplyDeleteHmm - Perhaps, a strong oak tree stands nearby watching over the sleeping beauty. A hidden place where imagination can take flight. I think the woman has no disguise she bares her very soul to those that call upon her in the lost garden.
DeleteThis was a wonderful poem, and the image makes it even more so!
ReplyDeleteThank you the image really spoke to me.
DeleteAny doorway to a magical world is just fine by us ;) Have you been to the Lost Gardens of Heligan...they are in the next county to me!
ReplyDeleteI have not been to the Lost Gardens. I actually only heard of this place a couple of days ago on Hilary's blog she was writing about gardens for the A to Z.
DeleteI m literally gawking at the image..!! Its so beautiful :D
ReplyDeleteLoved your poem! Specially the lines:
her loving heart will never harden
drinking from underground streams
elements of nature, she understands
sprouting buds, spring gives birth
roots growing deeper with each day
in silence her soul yearns..
Its so vital to have a loving heart in times like these :)
xoxo
Thank you the photo is indeed beautiful. I would love to walk through that garden and feel the magic.
Deletewhat a truly gorgeous garden!
ReplyDeleteyes, it is..
DeleteI really enjoyed the image you chose for this poem, Truedessa. Cool to think about her resting in the garden and opening pathways to dreams. I think dreams of rebirth and greening would be fine at this time of year. Smiles!
ReplyDeleteHi Mary,
DeleteI actually came across the image first and then wrote the poem. I am all for some rebirth the journey has been hard.
I like that: her loving heart will never harden
ReplyDeleteMay she slumber in spring's spreading seeds ~
Happy Sunday Truedessa ~
Happy Sunday to you as well Grace..may she always drink from the fresh water springs of life..
DeleteResting there and opening the pathway for dreams for all who seek, not a job for the weary indeed. Awesome image
ReplyDeleteNo, it is not a job for the weary one must have a strong spirit.
DeleteShe seems to blend in with her surroundings and invite us to share her closeness with nature.
ReplyDeleteI agree she brings beauty to nature's garden..
DeleteI have always loved this image and wondered about her...now your words have given her life....I was thinking as I read this about the soul of the gardener...perhaps this is one who fell asleep and the garden took her....these words especially describe my gardening heart and soul;
ReplyDelete'her loving heart will never harden
drinking from underground streams
elements of nature, she understands
sprouting buds, spring gives birth
roots growing deeper with each day
in silence her soul yearns.'
That is a very interesting response as the gardener and the garden become one of the same. Thanks for visiting..
Deletetruly luv that image of the sleeping nymph, and it complements your poem so well
ReplyDeletehave a nice Sunday
much love...
Thank you Gillena
DeleteA Sleeping Beauty not wanting to be beautiful nor wanting to wake up! A different stance from it all. Wonderful write Truedessa!
ReplyDeleteHank
Hi Hank,
DeleteI changed it around a bit as I wrote this late last night and thought I had saved it in draft, but posted it so changed up a few things to give it the tone I was searching for.
hm.. such lovely imagery.. so dreamlike and inviting.
ReplyDeleteThank you dreamlike is what I was aiming for when writing.
DeleteI love that garden goddess, would be so wonderful to see her in person. I so enjoyed your poem, of the "goddess from another world opening the pathways to dreams".......
ReplyDeleteOh Sherry, I too think it would be wonderful to walk through these gardens and see this giant sleeping beauty.
DeleteI wonder how my garden goddess would look.. probably all full of dandelions and weed.
ReplyDeleteHmm..I do like dandelions and you know they say weeds have strong roots. Not sure if that is a good thing or a bad thing.
Deleteamazing how a picture can bring creativity to a poem... good job
ReplyDeleteThat is very true is sparks the imagination.
Deletehey Truedessa, your poem makes me think back to the islands, so green and so natural and calming. thanks for the mental image of beauty this Sunday afternoon. loved it!!!
ReplyDeleteyou are quite welcome glad it brought back nice memories.
DeleteIs this written in a particular form? The rhyme scheme is absolutely lovely and seems rather tricky. Loved it.
ReplyDeleteI guess it is a form I created repeating end rhymes in each verse. It was a bit tricky and I am not sure why I went in that direction, but I did. Thank you for reading.
DeleteHow easy it is to get inspiration from nature when writing. You have even included nymphs and I am sure other creatures are there to be discovered too. Beautifully done!
ReplyDeleteThanks, nature is indeed inspiring.
DeleteOpening pathways to dreams...I like that and the entire work.
ReplyDeleteOpening those paths on the road to discovery..
DeleteI am inhaling the aroma of our Mother Earth in every line of this poem...so beautifully written...
ReplyDeleteThank you...it would be amazing to walk through these gardens..
DeleteGreat poem, I can relate to feeling lost in the beauty of nature.
ReplyDeleteSometimes, nature can take us to places all we need do is look at the wonder...
DeleteI love this. It is so dreamy and luscious. We sure need that goddess to sleep in our soil. Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteShe dreams for the world I think...to create balance...
DeleteIf you wander in that garden, and you are not aware of that statue, it may shock you. But if you know about it, that would be great.
ReplyDeleteYour poem lets us know the story as well as the reason of the statue. Would love to see it someday, Truedessa.
I too would like to see it totomai...a sleeping giant might make one take a step back...
DeleteLove the idea 'her loving heart will never harden' ~ dreaming about all our's :)x
ReplyDeleteWonderfully said humbird..I think she does dream for others...
DeleteBeautiful imagery. I love the pic too.
ReplyDeleteThanks Lynda
DeleteI love the picture and the poem is beautiful. Thanks for sharing this with us. :)
ReplyDelete~Jess
thank you for visiting and reading..
DeleteFound a perfect picture to go with this lovely poem. Well done. :)
ReplyDeletethanks David
DeleteAh such wondrous words that dance upon my weary mind. An illumination of the heart, via the words and the picture befitting such enchanted poetry.
ReplyDeleteThank you and no, you are not imagining this comment!
Gary :)
Gary - You are back!!! Can it be? So glad to see you visit my humble homepage.
DeleteHi Trudessa - eventually I got here .. sorry you should have let me know and I'd have called in. It's a stunning poem and so worthy of the Green Goddess .. congratulations on crafting such lovely words for her. Now when I do get to visit I can remember to read your poem first .. cheers Hilary
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