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Sitting in the Watermelon Patch
by Glenn CurrierMeandering the watermelon patch
I find the spacious need
for this fruit to take root.
Planting and walking the field
stooping and kneeling strains the joints
muscles shout their demand.
I sit
tired
feel along the prickly vine
and find a place to grow.
I close my eyes
to find the eye
strewn in the millennia of moments
that does not focus but roams
among foggy islands
to reach uncharted regions
found only by accident.
There in the stuporous mist
a switch turns off my mind
and I visit the oasis of energy
in the canyon lands
of meditation. 11/07/2009 Posted on 11/07/2009
Copyright © 2025 Glenn Currier
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 11/07/09 at 08:30 PM A rest we need to afforded to our weary feet and mind, preliminary to - the last retreat. Excellent read, thanks. |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 11/08/09 at 02:06 AM I enjoyed scratching away those itchy vines at your watermelon patch, sweetheart. Those vines make the sweetest wine, I've found it true and it's a joy to share your canyon lands of meditation. Beautifully done! |
| Posted by Charles E Minshall on 11/08/09 at 05:40 AM I enjoyed the read Glenn....CharMin |
| Posted by Tony Whitaker on 11/08/09 at 06:37 AM As someone who took up the act of Transcendental Meditation in 1976, this journey to the canyon lands is but one of many I am sure you can write. As a farm boy, I like the set and setting of sitting in a watermelon patch to take this cerebral trip! Truly enjoyable read Glenn, as usual. |
| Posted by Joe David on 11/08/09 at 04:41 PM Oh yes. The watermelon, nature's melon most blessed with common, sacred water. Of course you are tired, inner work is hard work, demanding and tiring and fulfilling. I especially love the last two lines reminding me of the vast canyons of the inner world and the peace and energy to be found there like an oasis in the desert. Well done Brother. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 11/08/09 at 05:07 PM The watermelon patch is a fascinating place to perch to meditate. I find the idea of the prickly vines (and they are!) to add something extra to this, a symbolic place of peace in a prickly world. |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 11/09/09 at 06:13 PM ...i need to retire, not from anything specific, well maybe life...i have read this nineteen times and i don't exaggerate! Voila! it hit me...what specialness hidden in a humble watermelon/and watermelon field...and you took us/me slowly to another level, a very existential level...and i can't say enough about how delightful a pome it is...healthy, strong in it's softness, a really great write glenn, great write. |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 11/10/09 at 09:34 PM Wonderfully descriptive of a humble place for reflection. Humble the setting, sublime the mind and spirit, |
| Posted by Sandy M. Humphrey on 11/10/09 at 09:48 PM Nice and viivid in imagery and meditation. I could use meditation now. |
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