Poetry Sunday-Reflections

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Reflections In A Garden

 

Old weary bones feel the ache now…

stems broken and strewn,

petals blackened and faded,

rain and snow will beat it all down,

back to the earth.

 

 

Tiny seeds linger, though, in rich soil…

after a long rest,

surging up and breaking through,

life beginning again,

always a new start.

© Donna Donabella 2014

 

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This poem was created to go along with the change in seasons I am seeing now.  The garden is ending, and my life has been changing with retirement.  I am linking in with Weekend Reflections where you can see photos of reflections from all over the web.

 

 

I am joining in with Poets United for their weekly poetry link up for poets who blog.  Visit them to read some more wonderful verse.

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I am also linking in with the I Heart Macro meme hosted by Laura@Shine The Divine that happens every Saturday, and  with Judith@Lavender Cottage who is hosting Mosaic Monday.  

 

 

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Special Note:  These images here were all taken of my wildlife pond during the spring, summer and fall.

 

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I leave you with a bit of a sentiment about reflections of life.  Feel free to download the photo and share.

 

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All original content is copyrighted and the sole property of Donna Donabella @ Living From Happiness, 2014.  Any reprints or use of content or photos is by permission only.

64 Replies to “Poetry Sunday-Reflections”

  1. Quite sad, I think, when we see those leaves and petals beaten down – after having enjoyed them all summer – but thankfully, we can keep our faith that after the winter new life will raise from what now is so battered!

  2. A new start, I like the thought of that in the long winter months here in Canada ~ Enjoyed your refflections and autumn pictures too~

  3. So important to remember the treasures of seeds – waiting – for spring’s resurrection.. At the season of death it’s important to remember.

  4. I think that what keeps us from being sad and depressed at the sight of autumn (especially when the leaves are all falling) is the knowledge that all will come back.

  5. Long ago a fellow member of the GWA gave a lecture on autumn as the beginning of the gardening season and not spring. Food for thought to go along with your lovely poem this week Donna.

    1. I love this thought Judith…I think the garden begins in autumn. I have seen it as my native plants lay down their seeds and wait for the cold to give them the surge they will need come spring.

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