Skip to content
  • Categories
  • Recent
  • Tags
  • Popular
  • World
  • Users
  • Groups
Skins
  • Light
  • Brite
  • Cerulean
  • Cosmo
  • Flatly
  • Journal
  • Litera
  • Lumen
  • Lux
  • Materia
  • Minty
  • Morph
  • Pulse
  • Sandstone
  • Simplex
  • Sketchy
  • Spacelab
  • United
  • Yeti
  • Zephyr
  • Dark
  • Cyborg
  • Darkly
  • Quartz
  • Slate
  • Solar
  • Superhero
  • Vapor

  • Default (Cyborg)
  • No Skin
Collapse
Brand Logo

CIRCLE WITH A DOT

  1. Home
  2. Uncategorized
  3. too soon

too soon

Scheduled Pinned Locked Moved Uncategorized
poetryacrosticgardening
2 Posts 2 Posters 0 Views
  • Oldest to Newest
  • Newest to Oldest
  • Most Votes
Reply
  • Reply as topic
Log in to reply
This topic has been deleted. Only users with topic management privileges can see it.
  • shonin@c.imS This user is from outside of this forum
    shonin@c.imS This user is from outside of this forum
    shonin@c.im
    wrote last edited by
    #1

    too soon

    These are not the tomatoes she wanted,
    Heirlooms such as Cherokee Purple, or
    Even Brandywines. But the clerk only
    Sells what's brought in, finds labels, wands
    Each three-inch pot through as she would

    A bag of chips or box of three penny nails.
    Really, the old woman muses, I should have
    Ended my day at the seedsman, but it's not

    Near here -- what, twenty miles? So I've
    Opted for the discount store again, to buy
    These things that hurt my soul: hybrids.

    There's this about them, they do produce
    Heavy fruits that please her folks and friends
    Easily enough, and in larger numbers. But

    To her there's something in them lacking.
    Old varieties taste of the eyes of young
    Men, of weeping, of laughter, of
    A child's anger at being teased, of
    The confusion of having one's braid pulled.
    On the hybrids she can't say as much.
    End to youth, beginning of sameness; a
    Safety that came to her too soon.

    -- shonin #poetry #acrostic #gardening

    aburtch@shakedown.socialA 1 Reply Last reply
    2
    0
    • R relay@relay.mycrowd.ca shared this topic
    • shonin@c.imS shonin@c.im

      too soon

      These are not the tomatoes she wanted,
      Heirlooms such as Cherokee Purple, or
      Even Brandywines. But the clerk only
      Sells what's brought in, finds labels, wands
      Each three-inch pot through as she would

      A bag of chips or box of three penny nails.
      Really, the old woman muses, I should have
      Ended my day at the seedsman, but it's not

      Near here -- what, twenty miles? So I've
      Opted for the discount store again, to buy
      These things that hurt my soul: hybrids.

      There's this about them, they do produce
      Heavy fruits that please her folks and friends
      Easily enough, and in larger numbers. But

      To her there's something in them lacking.
      Old varieties taste of the eyes of young
      Men, of weeping, of laughter, of
      A child's anger at being teased, of
      The confusion of having one's braid pulled.
      On the hybrids she can't say as much.
      End to youth, beginning of sameness; a
      Safety that came to her too soon.

      -- shonin #poetry #acrostic #gardening

      aburtch@shakedown.socialA This user is from outside of this forum
      aburtch@shakedown.socialA This user is from outside of this forum
      aburtch@shakedown.social
      wrote last edited by
      #2

      @shonin Related: https://youtu.be/bqHWiErSXIY

      1 Reply Last reply
      0
      • R relay@relay.publicsquare.global shared this topic
      Reply
      • Reply as topic
      Log in to reply
      • Oldest to Newest
      • Newest to Oldest
      • Most Votes


      • Login

      • Login or register to search.
      • First post
        Last post
      0
      • Categories
      • Recent
      • Tags
      • Popular
      • World
      • Users
      • Groups