Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Seeds



first frost treads silent
cat like paws with death in mind
seeds die cold cold earth

20 comments:

Art and Poetry said...

this is very nice how you brought it all together!

SandyCarlson said...

This makes me think of mid-November and Carl Sandburg. I love it. Thanks.

anthonynorth said...

Ah, that sent a slight shiver through me, but very true.
Indeed, I'm seeing the first signs of autumn where I am.
Excellently done.

kouji said...

cold, cold earth indeed. a menacing frost captured in these lines. :)

fourwindshaiga said...

That is what winter feels like for sure.

zoya gautam said...

..the mother earth_without her_nothing-just nothing..ur poem has a lot to tell..many thanks for this post..

Quiet Paths said...

Oh we need to be ready. I like the image of winter as a cat. I've never seen it that way but I get it!

Beloved Dreamer said...

Much thanks art and poetry for reading my poem. I was very late posting it and I am glad for your kind comments. It was a good prompt.


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Beloved Dreamer said...

sandy, as always I thank you for your kind words about my poem and a format to post on. I love that I can work on poems ahead of time with the list you gave us.

love,Melanie

Beloved Dreamer said...

Hi anthony. So glad you dropped by to read my work. I too felt a shiver when thinking about what I could say about seeds. Summer is played out so one must move on the wonderful fall poems. I am very glad that you liked my poem.

love-bd

Beloved Dreamer said...

kouji, I just went to your site. I read a few of your poems. I love them. I thank you for reading mine and for your comments. Come again...



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Beloved Dreamer said...

forwindshaiga, very interesting name and I love your site. Thanks for reading my poem and your comments.


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Beloved Dreamer said...

zoya gautam, I am so glad that you liked the poem and could read "between the lines"
Please come again.


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Beloved Dreamer said...

quiet paths, Thank you for reading my poem. I love cats and the way can sneak up on you. Just like ice and winter....

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Regina Clare Jane said...

Oh, it's so nice to visit here again... I always loved your writing.
This haiku really speaks to me- although we rarely see frost down here in S. FL, your first line brought back all kinds of memories from growing up in the north.
I loved the darkness of this, my friend. Well done.

gel said...

feel it-brrr
bitter sting,never warming up
particularly like cat metaphor

starry nights said...

Thanks for stopping by my blog and I do hope you come by again.I love your blog and your poems. I can picture the seed under the cold and frozen soil.

Pam said...

Your poem feel so light until the last line and then it hits home with the repetition of "cold". Nice.

tumblewords said...

I hear the silence in this and am moved by the cold... lovely haiku!

Cynthia said...

Stunning.