before I push
the dark seeds into the dirt,
preparing the dirt
*
waiting
for a beginning—
roomfuls of gold
*
patience
I say to the empty vase
my heart
May 7, 2016 by Rosemerry
before I push
the dark seeds into the dirt,
preparing the dirt
*
waiting
for a beginning—
roomfuls of gold
*
patience
I say to the empty vase
my heart
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged anticipation, garden, poem, poetry, sunflower seeds | 1 Comment
They seem to flow together, almost as if a 9 line poem. Lovely.