Was it just a babble of words
That swirled around in my fertile brain?
No, laughed my erstwhile teacher/advisor
Sorting through my scribbled ideas.
‘That’s the seed of a new line of thought
Searching for the moment to erupt.
After much cogitation and fertile study
Into a complete circle of answers sought.’
I searched shadows of ideas in my brain
As the sparkling neurons were lit,
My thoughts began to take shape
New information fed my ideas again.
As the budding concept grew large
Familiarity made the connections secure.
Growth of my ideas helped to demonstrate
A new line of knowledge began to emerge.
For today’s prompt, take the phrase “After (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. Possible titles include: “After Dinner,” “After You,” “After Hours,” and/or “After I Finish Writing This Poem.”
Saturday 6th April 2019
Robert Lee Brewer’s Poem-A-Day on Writers Digest
AFTER THE SEED WAS PLANTED
by John Yeo
Was it a speck of dust that had flipped into an empty packet? No, laughed my chief garden advisor. Looking a wee bit nonplussed, ‘That is a potential Petunia plant Searching for the right conditions.’ Although I was still none the wiser I prepared a natural environment.
After the seed was planted
Moisture was added to the mix
Of enriched potting compost,
The tiny seed began to get started.
Change developed slowly but surely
As metamorphosis began,
Two tiny leaves unfurled in the process,
A new plant life had begun its story.
Because I am a traveller I can look down on the birds and up at the fishes. I collect moments and can venture back in time to lost worlds. I seize life and simultaneously escape it at will. Because I am a traveller I envy no man at home.