! Where Poems Grow Poem by Michael Shepherd

! Where Poems Grow

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I love poems that grow
out of themselves
out of nowhere really

like an empty window-box
you’ve cleared, but haven’t
any plans for and one day

some seed from
some bird and
some meal
somewhere

settles in and look
yellow courgette flowers
sprawling delicately
all over the garden path

poems that grow from
a random glance
like someone gives you
a useless present and
it asks to be told its story

poems that grow from that
patch of waiting soil
in the heart saying
there’s always something
to surprise, to please when
there’s earth and water
there,
and warmth.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ivan Donn Carswell 17 July 2007

Michael, as you say, in truth poems simply grow, poets are just lucky to get to tend the gardens... Rgds, Ivan

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Scarlett Treat 17 July 2007

This is just so odd...I posted a poem today that grew out of one phrase someone said in a letter to me...and as soon as I read it, the poem just 'GREW' without any prompting! Love this thought...like a bird dropping a seed. How wonderfully your garden grows, dearest Michael!

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Michael Shepherd

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