Picture Poems
Viewing comments for Chapter 236 "Blue Vervain"Photograph Inspired Poems
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Comment from rhymelord
Dear Tom,
Delightful trip through the country side. After all, a weed is just a plant growing in the wrong place. We have a gorgeous wild flower called "Patterson's Curse", introduced as a garden plant from Europe, which went viral in our warm climate. Wonderful purple, but useless as cattle feed.
Reg
reply by the author on 20-Feb-2016
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Dear Tom,
Delightful trip through the country side. After all, a weed is just a plant growing in the wrong place. We have a gorgeous wild flower called "Patterson's Curse", introduced as a garden plant from Europe, which went viral in our warm climate. Wonderful purple, but useless as cattle feed.
Reg
Comment Written 20-Feb-2016
reply by the author on 20-Feb-2016
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Thank you Reg, your point is well taken. Location is often the key.
Comment from Sandra Stoner-Mitchell
Most natural flowers are beautiful and shouldn't be called weeds, that sounds awful. Someone told me, a weed is only a weed if it's in the wrong place. That is so true, I love to see the flowers swaying in the breeze in fields and in the woodlands. It will soon be time for the bluebells to come out, they will be gorgeous. Lovely poem my friend, and the picture is a treat to see too. :) Sandra xx
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2016
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Most natural flowers are beautiful and shouldn't be called weeds, that sounds awful. Someone told me, a weed is only a weed if it's in the wrong place. That is so true, I love to see the flowers swaying in the breeze in fields and in the woodlands. It will soon be time for the bluebells to come out, they will be gorgeous. Lovely poem my friend, and the picture is a treat to see too. :) Sandra xx
Comment Written 18-Feb-2016
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2016
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Thank you Sandra. Yes, bluebells are lovely when the final come out.
Comment from TAB_that's me
These flowers are beautiful. We have them here too in Nebraska. I find wildflowers to be more beautiful than planted gardens sometimes.
Beautiful poem in abab rhyme.
Teresa
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2016
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These flowers are beautiful. We have them here too in Nebraska. I find wildflowers to be more beautiful than planted gardens sometimes.
Beautiful poem in abab rhyme.
Teresa
Comment Written 18-Feb-2016
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2016
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Thank you Teresa. Yes, they love the open plains, so I'm not surprised.
Comment from ciliverde
Bravo, Tom, this is a lovely ode to a beautiful "weed" - so deemed by the overly practical masses.
The phrase "awash in blue" grabbed me instantly! Yes, the pastel hues are wonderful and easy enough to appreciate them for the beauty they possess. What's a "weed" anyway?
I loved your notes too - fascinating. Call me a scientist but it doesn't bother me when notes are longer than the poem itself. I've got to check out that Faulkner story now :)
Carol
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2016
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Bravo, Tom, this is a lovely ode to a beautiful "weed" - so deemed by the overly practical masses.
The phrase "awash in blue" grabbed me instantly! Yes, the pastel hues are wonderful and easy enough to appreciate them for the beauty they possess. What's a "weed" anyway?
I loved your notes too - fascinating. Call me a scientist but it doesn't bother me when notes are longer than the poem itself. I've got to check out that Faulkner story now :)
Carol
Comment Written 18-Feb-2016
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2016
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Thank you Carol. It a good read.
Comment from LateBloomer
Hello Treischel, I enjoyed reading your poem -- its verses softly penned. I especially liked:
but oft' ignore what's deemed as plain,
(The essence of your poem, and of life. So many times the plain, the true and natural beauty, is often ignored and proves to be more than just ordinary, but extraordinary.)
A wonderful analogy of life ... of things great, yet small.
Very good. Keep the blue waters flowing. LateBloomer
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2016
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Hello Treischel, I enjoyed reading your poem -- its verses softly penned. I especially liked:
but oft' ignore what's deemed as plain,
(The essence of your poem, and of life. So many times the plain, the true and natural beauty, is often ignored and proves to be more than just ordinary, but extraordinary.)
A wonderful analogy of life ... of things great, yet small.
Very good. Keep the blue waters flowing. LateBloomer
Comment Written 18-Feb-2016
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2016
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Thank you LateBloomer, for a wonderful review.
Comment from mountainwriter49
Good Morning, Poet,
This is absolutely beautiful. I found I was walking with you in the field of blue. I love broad fields of flowers, though they are increasingly rare in this part of the country.
The poem's phrasing is gorgeous and helps the reader visualize the scene. The first stanza is superb, not only for its finely crafted iambics and rhyme, but the visuals it conveys. I admire the wisdom conveyed in stanza 3. I've always believed that Mother Nature is the best artist of all.
Thanks also or the extensive author notes. I found them very helpful.
Well done.
Ray
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2016
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Good Morning, Poet,
This is absolutely beautiful. I found I was walking with you in the field of blue. I love broad fields of flowers, though they are increasingly rare in this part of the country.
The poem's phrasing is gorgeous and helps the reader visualize the scene. The first stanza is superb, not only for its finely crafted iambics and rhyme, but the visuals it conveys. I admire the wisdom conveyed in stanza 3. I've always believed that Mother Nature is the best artist of all.
Thanks also or the extensive author notes. I found them very helpful.
Well done.
Ray
Comment Written 18-Feb-2016
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2016
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Thank you very much Ray. Glad to have you along on the walk. Anytime.
Comment from Pantygynt
The first stanza here is a masterpiece. of description in just four lines of alternating iambic tetramer/trimeter. You have managed to incorporate colour, shape, size and density in that one stanza. Great work. Habitat in the second stanza and a philosophical reflection in the third. A beautifully constructed poem that reminds me of when, as a small child I was helping my mother weed the garden. I had to to keep asking which were the weeds. Eventually i asked what i now consider to be a deep philosophical question, "who decides?"
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2016
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The first stanza here is a masterpiece. of description in just four lines of alternating iambic tetramer/trimeter. You have managed to incorporate colour, shape, size and density in that one stanza. Great work. Habitat in the second stanza and a philosophical reflection in the third. A beautifully constructed poem that reminds me of when, as a small child I was helping my mother weed the garden. I had to to keep asking which were the weeds. Eventually i asked what i now consider to be a deep philosophical question, "who decides?"
Comment Written 18-Feb-2016
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2016
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Thank you Pantygynt. A very good question.
Comment from Joan E.
We have lots of verbena growing in the hills of Southern California too. Thank you for your notes about the uses of and literary references to the plant. Your photograph of Blue Vervain captures its glory. I appreciate your reminding us in your rhymed quatrains not to miss the beauty in what might considered "plain" at first glance. Well done- Joan
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2016
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We have lots of verbena growing in the hills of Southern California too. Thank you for your notes about the uses of and literary references to the plant. Your photograph of Blue Vervain captures its glory. I appreciate your reminding us in your rhymed quatrains not to miss the beauty in what might considered "plain" at first glance. Well done- Joan
Comment Written 17-Feb-2016
reply by the author on 18-Feb-2016
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Stank you Jian. I new it would resonate with you.
Comment from I am Cat
Hello Tom,
I thought this a lovely verse, beautiful in its imagery as well as its presentation.
But look again upon this field,
with art's discerning eye,
to note the charm these beauties yield,
as you go passing by.
(not sure that art's should be possessive in that way, I think it might be arts' instead... also, I was a little surprised in S1, L3, your use of the UK pronunciation of pastel... in American we put emphasis on the second syllable, not the first... and so, since you are, in fact, American, I do think it throws the meter off... (at least for me, reading it, it does) ;)
I'm sure some will think it fine, like Gynt... as he's British. LOL
Other than that, I truly love iambic tetrameter, and for the most part, the meter is flawless. ;)
I loved this.
Cat
reply by the author on 17-Feb-2016
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Hello Tom,
I thought this a lovely verse, beautiful in its imagery as well as its presentation.
But look again upon this field,
with art's discerning eye,
to note the charm these beauties yield,
as you go passing by.
(not sure that art's should be possessive in that way, I think it might be arts' instead... also, I was a little surprised in S1, L3, your use of the UK pronunciation of pastel... in American we put emphasis on the second syllable, not the first... and so, since you are, in fact, American, I do think it throws the meter off... (at least for me, reading it, it does) ;)
I'm sure some will think it fine, like Gynt... as he's British. LOL
Other than that, I truly love iambic tetrameter, and for the most part, the meter is flawless. ;)
I loved this.
Cat
Comment Written 17-Feb-2016
reply by the author on 17-Feb-2016
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Thank you Cat you make good points, but not enough to move me to change it.
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I'm just here to give a review Tom, not to change your life. ;)
Comment from Kaydoe
What a beautiful delightful poem. Some weeds are very beautiful. You have a graceful way of expressing your poetry and enjoy much of what you write
reply by the author on 17-Feb-2016
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What a beautiful delightful poem. Some weeds are very beautiful. You have a graceful way of expressing your poetry and enjoy much of what you write
Comment Written 17-Feb-2016
reply by the author on 17-Feb-2016
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Thank you Kaydoe.
