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Poetry Sunday-Put Down Roots

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Put Down Roots

 

 

The cattails are silent now

The red-wings song eerily remaining on the wind.

While the bullfrogs rest, their hard work done-

New progeny growing,

bringing a vision turned toward the future.

 

 

The land is laid to waste as all about

seeds of a season past are strewn.

Given time to put down roots-

Strong and lasting, waiting, dreaming.

Soon it will be their time to smile

In flowers upon the earth.

 

 

Will I be there to witness this cycle repeating-

I live in the hope these seasons will be many,

Witnessed before my fresh eyes with unending gratitude.

 

 

 

 © Donna Donabella 2015

 

 

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This poem is a continuation of my contemplation of the seasonal change from summer to fall, and how my life is entrenched deeply in my garden.  It also speaks to my spiritual rebirth and my mortality.

 

 

I enjoy celebrating the seasonal change and invite others who want to celebrate the changing of the season to join me in my quarterly meme, Seasonal Celebrations which I hold on my other blog, Gardens Eye View.  You can read how to join in here in my kick-off post.

 

 

I am joining in with Poets United for their weekly poetry link up for poets who blog.  Visit them to read some more wonderful verse.

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I am also linking in with the I Heart Macro meme hosted by Laura@Shine The Divine that happens every Saturday, and with Judith@Lavender Cottage who is hosting Mosaic Monday.  

 

I am joining in another wonderful meme at  A Spirit of Simplicity.  It is called Tuesday Afternoon where Kara celebrates a nice slow day in a busy week.  Check out her blog and the meme on Tuesday.

 

 

If you enjoy reading this blog, I welcome you to share it with others. I enjoy spreading the blog love, and I appreciate all who come and read my blogs. 

 

 

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Special Note:  The cattails here are from my garden.  These wonderful native plants grow in my pond.  In the Language of Flowers, cattails are said to mean Prosperity and Peacefulness.

 

 

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I leave you with a few additional words about Putting Down Roots.  I welcome you to download the photo and share it.

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All other photos and original content is copyrighted and the sole property of Donna Donabella @ Living From Happiness, 2014-2015.  Any reprints or use of other photos or content is by permission only.

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54 Comments

  1. September 6, 2015    

    already the stillness of the seasons is beginning Donna as your poem so beautifully illustrates – with a wistful note of ageing and our own unknown wintertime – love those opening lines . We call them bullrushes and I suppose therefore would say they are hushed!

    • September 12, 2015    

      A perfect substitution Laura! Today was cool and rainy and gray…very fall like and peaceful.

  2. September 6, 2015    

    It is an endless cycle .. the rebirth of nature. Such a sweet longing in your verse 🙂
    Beautifully penned.

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

  3. September 6, 2015    

    I do so love how you convey life through nature…it is no doubt true that it waits patiently for us to hear its answer

    • September 12, 2015    

      How lovely of you to say so Jae…nature is my muse.

  4. x x
    September 6, 2015    

    Lovely cattail pictures.
    This is my favorite of the seasonal changes, as autumn is my fav.
    The cooler mornings are the forerunners of this one, and soon enough, wood smoke
    and falling leaves. Ah isnt it lovely

    • September 12, 2015    

      It is such an interesting and lovely season…the cattails grow every year in our pond. We are finally cooling down after the brutal heat of the last 2 weeks.

  5. September 6, 2015    

    What a warm poem of satisfaction and anticipation as shown in your words “Given time to put down roots, strong and lasting, waiting, dreaming”

    • September 12, 2015    

      Thanks Robin…autumn seems such a wonderful season for beginnings of growth…setting down roots.

  6. September 6, 2015    

    “The red-wings song eerily remaining on the wind.”…autumn’s beauty is wonderfully captivated…love the photo of the cattail…

    • September 12, 2015    

      I miss our red-winged blackbirds as they have moved south…so glad you enjoyed my autumn pome.

  7. September 6, 2015    

    Yes, I feel the same. I always wonder how many cycles of seasons I will yet experience; and I too hope there are many. We really don’t know though, thus have to enjoy to the fullest the beauty of each season that we experience. The season may point to the future, but we have to appreciate the present.

    • September 12, 2015    

      I couldn’t agree more. Those lovely moments inspire me Mary as they did for this poem with the quiet of the cattails now that the red-winged blackbirds are gone.

  8. September 6, 2015    

    There is definitely an overlap of senses from present and gone–the birds left fine impressions as did the blooms–i think that is why we can anticipate the rebirth and rooting so vividly. I enjoyed this.

    • September 12, 2015    

      That pleases me greatly Susan! Thank you….

  9. September 6, 2015    

    Beautiful, haunting and wistful.
    I had never thought of the land being laid to waste, thinking rather of a period of rest. A new perspective. Thank you.

    • September 12, 2015    

      It is nice when we can get those new perspectives…happy to oblige Soosie!

  10. September 6, 2015    

    There is both a melancholy and a sense of hope in when autumn call us to rest. I love this thought thougg

    • September 12, 2015    

      It is such a restful time giving me hope for the future Bjorn. Glad you liked the thought.

  11. September 6, 2015    

    Your cattails are beautiful, Donna. I used to cut them from roadside ditches and sell them to florists. Are yours in pots in the pond, or growing right in or beside the pond? “They” say autumn is coming but you wouldn’t know it from the temps here. It’s still in the 90s. I look forward to 70s – coming later this week, I think. Have a wonderful week! 🙂

    • September 12, 2015    

      Mine were brought to the pond on the wind and the backs of frogs growing right in the pond. Temps just shifted a couple of days ago and the cooler fall temps are here for a few days…so refreshing. Hope things are bit calmer for you.

  12. September 6, 2015    

    Happy to endorse your beautifully expressed hopes and wishes.

  13. September 6, 2015    

    “Will I be there to witness…”

    A question that all of us are asking in our own silent, or desperate, way…

    At the Dead Man’s House

    • September 12, 2015    

      I try not to think too long into the future….as the present moment is such a lovely thought.

  14. September 6, 2015    

    BEAUTIFUL bullrush photos. I love the note of gratitude in your poem. Lovely read!

    • September 12, 2015    

      Thanks Sherry….Gratitude carries me through the long winter.

  15. September 6, 2015    

    A contemplative poem, Donna. Autumn always brings a touch of melancholy. I sure do hope you will be there to witness and share the beauty of your garden for many, many years to come!

    • September 12, 2015    

      A lovely thought Loredana…wherever I am, I will have a garden of some form.

  16. September 6, 2015    

    Beautiful..the red song of the cattails.

  17. September 6, 2015    

    A lovely, evocative and beautifully rendered celebration of life’s cycles.

    • September 12, 2015    

      Nature does mirror life is such a beautiful way indeed Wendy!

  18. September 7, 2015    

    Love cattails, and as usual, your photos bring a sense of peace and fulfillment. Really like your opening lines, they make me want to get outside and enjoy the end of the season,

    Elizabeth
    https://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2015/09/06/when-movement-takes-energy/

    • September 12, 2015    

      Fall is definitely a season to experience outdoors…so much to fulfill our senses Elizabeth. So glad you liked the poem.

  19. September 7, 2015    

    “I live in the hope these seasons will be many” I wake every morning hoping the same. Thank you!!! Have a wonderful week!

    • September 12, 2015    

      And I am grateful to see one more day Cathy….so glad you enjoyed the poem.

  20. nan nan
    September 7, 2015    

    It is indeed that time again. Lovely write.

  21. September 7, 2015    

    Hello, what a pretty Autumn poem! I love the cattails and the sounds of frogs. They will be missed. Happy Labor Day, enjoy your new week ahead!

    • September 12, 2015    

      Thanks Eileen….we finally have a bit of cooler fall weather.

  22. September 7, 2015    

    Beautiful bullrushes! They make for an interesting photo.
    Please come link up at http://image-in-ing.blogspot.com/2015/09/allium-glorious.html

    • September 12, 2015    

      They are beautiful to watch as they grow.

  23. September 7, 2015    

    Donna, the hope and the gratitude, i find to be quite an inspiration, a delightful poem

    much love…

    • September 12, 2015    

      I am so pleased the poem inspired you gillena!

  24. Judith @ Lavender Cottage Judith @ Lavender Cottage
    September 7, 2015    

    I love cattails and haven’t thought about putting some in our pond. Are yours in a pot Donna? Once upon a time I made an indoor arrangement with them for the local Wellness Centre only one day the owner opened the door they had blown and made a real mess. I even sprayed them with hair spray. 🙂
    Thanks for joining Mosaic Monday.

    • September 12, 2015    

      I did not plant mine Judith…they just happened along as the wind blew. I would put mine in pots now as they will take over a pond, especially a small pond. Yes they are chancy to use for arrangements. I cut mine early, and then watch them to make sure I don’t see any puffing up and splitting open.

  25. September 7, 2015    

    the cycle of flowers are always beautiful to me. bloom bloom bloom in the spring time, wither in the Fall, die in the winter, then bloom bloom bloom again in the Springtime. love it!

    • September 12, 2015    

      I think that is the best part of gardening James…watching that cycle.

  26. September 8, 2015    

    A wonderful poem calling for fall.

  27. September 9, 2015    

    Hello,Donna.
    How refreshing photos of cattails. They look so fresh in breeze. I think I have not seen cattails in my area. I would like to see them in person when I walk.

    • September 12, 2015    

      Cattails are native to the US and you will see them in other parts of North America and Europe. They are an amazing plant….glad you enjoyed them.

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