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Some length ago, a block'd cement
imposed itself at my front gate.
Gray it was, insistent flint,
this impenetrable dooming slate.
One day a seedling poking through
created cracks, an avenue.
I gazed upon this. Something new.
Against the law, this seedling grew.
"No further!" shout'd the Sanhedrin,
"Destroy! Its revelry intrudes the skein!"
And so it was, thus, stomped within.
And everything all gray again.
Yet, lo, t'day another crack
from this same weed, defying flack,
though shorn'd and torn is ever blooming.
For Heaven's sake, love is resuming.
04/11/2008 Posted on 04/11/2008
Copyright © 2024 Elizabeth Jill
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 04/11/08 at 09:54 PM Beautiful! Surely such beauty causes flack out of sheer jealousy. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 04/12/08 at 12:44 AM Can't be kept down, Love, thank Heaven. Thank you for this growing place. |
| Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 04/12/08 at 07:55 AM Beautiful relief, I will take this "crack" this "avenue" over all else. The elegance, the sure beauty of the poem mirrors the "ever blooming" beauty it describes. |
| Posted by Rhiannon Jones on 04/12/08 at 01:46 PM I am going to carry those last two lines around in my pocket. |
| Posted by Mike Loftis on 04/12/08 at 01:52 PM One one of the best reads I've seen in a good while. Love the final stanza the most. |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 04/12/08 at 08:02 PM Jill!! Very dramatic, and very well written. I enjoyed the meter and rhyme. There seems something ancient, but still forever there in words. Delighted. Thanks. |
| Posted by Laurie Blum on 04/13/08 at 10:04 PM This is lovely. I enjoyed the pace and rhyming so much I read it several times. |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 04/14/08 at 02:29 PM The resilience of love - you've captured that so amazingly here. Beautiful! |
| Posted by Jean Mollett on 04/15/08 at 03:44 AM Hi Elizabeth,
It's lovely. Strange how weeds can grow anywhere. |
| Posted by Jean Mollett on 04/15/08 at 03:44 AM Yes, indeed. Love keeps going. :)
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| Posted by Laura Doom on 04/15/08 at 02:22 PM I've been getting into cadence recently, so this gravid allegorical infloresence of yours was music to my ears, despite the irreversible demise of my cognitive functions :> |
| Posted by Mara Meade on 04/15/08 at 04:46 PM I love the simplicity of this poem as well as its message. Beautifully done! |
| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 04/16/08 at 12:32 PM Ah what sweet metaphor and beautiful feeling...I am, there is no other word for it, enchanted! |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 04/17/08 at 09:23 PM ...eliza, my love, i was signing off and saw you at el numero uno annnnnnd i'd not read it and everybody in the western hemisphere had, buuuut not me, your number one admirer and i love this one so Jesusy and yet stayed away by sheer creativity, one more reason to keep loving and adoring you...charlie |
| Posted by Mara Meade on 04/19/08 at 07:27 PM Had to come back for another read - this one really struck a chord with me. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 04/22/08 at 06:11 PM Colourful reminder of how nature eventually takes back what is hers. |
| Posted by Charles E Minshall on 04/24/08 at 02:44 PM This one brought me a Jillion smiles...Charmin |
| Posted by Eli Skipp on 05/01/08 at 01:37 PM What a gorgeous take on an old concept! It takes true brilliance to bring a new light on this, this line is wonderful ""Destroy! Its revelry intrudes the skein!" That goes in my beautiful-quote database. |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 02/24/09 at 02:37 PM Weeds will grow anywhere- despite any obstacle. They are persitant and don't care what's in their way. GREAT write (as always~!) |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 07/16/10 at 06:54 PM the sort of dance taking place in this would make Nureyev envy as it leaps and spins and then lands and markedly is my heart altered a beat. |
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