Hope lies at peace on your pillow,
Giant, sleeper, keeper of the seed.
A foetus in suspension then freed,
They heard your life's first cries,
And watched you rise from child
To man, rejoicing the day we
Established ties, starting the cycle
Again, giving the seed a home, to
Create new life, new blood from stone.
The miracle of life? Indeed!
From seed a giant, from giant a seed.
Hi Hazel, thank you for reading and for your good question, but, no, the picture did not inspire the poem, I just thought it looked a good match! Thanks again, Paul
Hi Col, thank you, I always appreciate your comments. I'll post The Name Game - Part 2 later by the way!?
Great images. I love the accompanying picture too. Did the picture inspire the poem?
<Deleted User> (13762)
Sat 21st Jan 2017 08:49
I like this Paul, and I like that the pic has two giant seed heads firing off their futures. Well written.
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Jeff
Sun 22nd Jan 2017 19:19
Nice piece & brings back memories of blowing on a dandelion clock count one o'clock two o'clock etc....& this is what time she loves me.....forgot all about that memory.....Jeff