Gardens Eye Verse

  I am participating this month in the world wide blog tour to celebrate the publication of  The Moment I Knew. For my post as part of this blog tour, I thought I would reflect on why I wrote the poetry I submitted for publication.  Then I wish to share some more poetry with you as I launch the frist Gardens Eye Verse.  Read on to learn more about it.

“Sometimes you’ve got to jump off cliffs and grow wings on the way down.”– Ray Bradbury

Truth be told this is how I actually came to write again.  I just sort of jumped in and went with it.  Writing, especially poetry, for me was always a love from middle school through high school.  It was an outlet; a way to express myself.  But I had forgotten that part of me.  It had been buried deep beneath layers of self doubt.  About a year ago, a high school friend, Kat, posted on Facebook that she had entered some writing to be considered by a group, Reflections From Women, in their new book, The Moment I Knew.  I was intrigued and checked out the website.  I had just started writing my blog in September of last year so I was still feeling daring.  I decided to inquire about entering some poetry and the rest, as they say, is history.

Actually about a week or 2 earlier I had found an anthology of poems project I had done in 9th grade.  It was a huge project that required us to choose our favorite poems, write poems, and put them together in a special presentation with pictures and original art work.  It was a big deal and I remember throwing my whole self into it.  I stayed up late many nights writing and re-writing poems.  Remember this was 1972.  No computers, so everything was hand written, pictures were cut from magazines and pasted in.

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Finding this anthology was a reawakening.  I poured over the pages reading favorite poetry I had long forgotten.  As I read my own poetry, I was taken back to that time.  Back to why I had written these poems; what they were expressing for me.  It was a rare glimpse back to the young girl I was, and the young woman I was becoming.

In between blank pages at the back of the book, I found some hand written poems that had not been used in the project.  As I read the poems, the emotions came flooding back.  You see 1972 had been a difficult year for me.  We had our first dog, Bruiser, who died suddenly from a disease he could not fight just a few short months into his life.  A special woman who I had become close to, while babysitting for her for a couple of years, suddenly lost her life in a tragic accident.  The topper was the sudden death of my grandfather right around my birthday.  I was completely devastated.  I must have written a few poems to help me through those feelings of grief and pain.

To find them just about the time I was exploring the idea of submitting some work, was one of those rare moments that was meant to be especially given the fact that the theme of the submission was, The Moment I Knew.  I knew at that point I had to submit the one I had written about the death of my grandfather.  It is called, Grief.  It recounts how I felt the day of his burial in Florida.  For me, this was the first death of a close family member.

The second poem, The Pain of Death, was a slight rewrite of one of the found poems.  It was written telling of my feelings on the day of my dad’s funeral.  These poems were written 40 years ago, but were as real and as true for me as today.  They were the moment I really knew grief in all its raw pain.  I had experienced that pain 40 years ago and captured it then and now.

I have written a few posts about death and grief:  DeathMy Hero, My Dad and Grief.  The editor of The Moment I Knew, Terri  Nelson, told me my writing was healing.  I hope that is truly the case and that you do find some healing, as I do, from my words.  My life has changed in so many ways since submitting those poems.  It has taken that self doubt away.  Some of the layers are still there, but I am feeling the weight of them lessen.  This book is an amazing collection of essays and poems about those unforgettable times in the lives of women from all over the world.  I encourage you to read it.  You will not be disappointed.

In the spirit of supporting and empowering women, Sugati Publications donates a percentage of all profits from the Reflections from Women books to non-profit agencies providing assistance to women and girls.  The charities that will benefit from The Moment I Knew include:  Women’s Microfinance Initiative, The Nurse-Family Partnership Program, and Women Writing for (a) Change.  Sugati comes from the ancient Pali language and refers to a ‘happy destination.’

Additional information:

Editor:  Terri Spahr Nelson

Publisher:  Sugati Publications

Publication date:  8.26.11 List:  $14.95


Be sure to stop by my friend Marcia Richards’ blog on Friday the 11th as she interviews me as part of the world-blog tour.  Marcia is an amazing author who has a fantastic blog.  Oh and I am giving away one of the free copies of the book I have to a randomly drawn commenter.  



In honor of Garden Bloggers Muse Day, which is the first of each month, I invite you to come into my garden to share some pictures and personal prose the first Monday of the month.  I thought it would be a good exercise to write nature inspired poems and share them.  As you will discover I love writing all types of poetry.  Not sure how this will pan out, but I hope it keeps the creative juices flowing.

There are many creative poets who blog as well, and I enjoy reading their blogs and poems.  I hope to give them a shout out here, and invite you to join me by posting your personal prose.  I am not sure if I want to have this be a linked in type of meme, but we can see how it goes.  I have included two fall-themed poems for this first Gardens Eye Verse.  I hope you enjoy them.  As always I welcome your comments.  Please remember, to comment click on the title of the post and the page will reload with the comments section.


The Meadow 

 The Meadow is tired it’s time to go-

Back to the slumber under the snow.

Summer’s party is through, the bright confetti fading fast-

The birds and the bees knew it wouldn’t last.

The last of the revelers are turning to go-

We’ll see you again when the sun warms the snow.



As we begin our walk through autumn paths

take time to sit and watch the leaves turn;

hear them gently touch the ground in a whisper…adieu



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As always, I’ll be joining Tootsie Time’s Fertilizer Friday.  So drop by to check out all the wonderful flowers this Friday.

Also my latest post, A Trip to a Bog, is up at Beautiful Wildlife Gardening.  I hope you enjoy it.


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