Shakespeare published 154 sonnets in his quarto in 1609. While the initial 126 are addressed to a young man, the final 28 are directed toward an enigmatic woman referred to as the dark lady.
By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris
In response to the prompt word redivivus posted by Bartholomew Barker @ Living Poetry
As summers heat dissipates
leading seasons end to fall
The flowers I diligently guarded
against pestilence and drought
are withering now to ground
Yet I have no fear this time next year
out of the rich soil they all will sprout
For perennials are all I plant
counting on their redivivus nature
one hundred plus next spring
Thank you Bartholomew! 😊
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Than you Deb! 😊
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Hello Gypsie
Dog lovers – gardeners – good folk…..
The Plants Who Teach Me All I Know
“The plants, who teach me all I know,
have shown me it is part of life
to be frozen and formless
in the dark below.
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Dying, the thing that we most dread,
each year they readily embrace:
I bow to them, my friends the plants,
who shed their forms with such good grace.
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They give themselves to winter’s night,
and then, when all’s completely lost,
from dark and cold they rise again
and strive, strive, strive for the light.
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From ‘Soul Gardening’ by Jeremy Naydler
Beautiful Bernie! Thank you so much!! 😊
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You’re most welcome
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Thank you Priti! 😊
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