Sturdy Roots
Withered cornhusks weigh on the mind24 total reviews
Comment from Stacy M.S.
I always appreciate poems written about nature.
You have so many descriptions here of the garden, the sun, crops and then the idea of the animals and creatures that may inhabit it.
And, I agree...when the roots are grounded, everything else will eventually fall into perfect place.
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I always appreciate poems written about nature.
You have so many descriptions here of the garden, the sun, crops and then the idea of the animals and creatures that may inhabit it.
And, I agree...when the roots are grounded, everything else will eventually fall into perfect place.
Comment Written 12-Mar-2025
Comment from Mia Twysted
Roots in the mind are just as crucial as roots in the ground. We need sturdyness under our feet to help us feel secure. Once we feel secure, we can reach out and feel for the sun.
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Roots in the mind are just as crucial as roots in the ground. We need sturdyness under our feet to help us feel secure. Once we feel secure, we can reach out and feel for the sun.
Comment Written 12-Mar-2025
Comment from Alexandra Trovato
This is an excellent poem and supportive presentation. understood the poem because my dad lived to a few months short of 100. My mom died 3 years earlier and that's when he became confused but prior he was completely lucid still. This analogy is very good and if I understand correctly with the strong roots inside, a person can fight against the effects of dementia or aging. I hope I understood.
I enjoyed reading and reviewing this.
Best wishes,
Alex
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This is an excellent poem and supportive presentation. understood the poem because my dad lived to a few months short of 100. My mom died 3 years earlier and that's when he became confused but prior he was completely lucid still. This analogy is very good and if I understand correctly with the strong roots inside, a person can fight against the effects of dementia or aging. I hope I understood.
I enjoyed reading and reviewing this.
Best wishes,
Alex
Comment Written 12-Mar-2025
Comment from Neonewman
I love corn on the cob, best when it's fresh. This is an excellent way of describing what the farmers go through. Just because it's planted, doesn't mean it will reach fruition.
Great work, Pam.
God bless,
Steve
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I love corn on the cob, best when it's fresh. This is an excellent way of describing what the farmers go through. Just because it's planted, doesn't mean it will reach fruition.
Great work, Pam.
God bless,
Steve
Comment Written 11-Mar-2025
Comment from Bill Schott
This poem, Sturdy Roots, presented with four octaves, seems to work the plans, the work, the potential failure, and the eventual bounce back within the dreams of the farmer.
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This poem, Sturdy Roots, presented with four octaves, seems to work the plans, the work, the potential failure, and the eventual bounce back within the dreams of the farmer.
Comment Written 11-Mar-2025
Comment from Benny Beeharry
Hi I am trying to see how differently you deal with corn ready to be harvested. I know of the hard roots firmly grounded .i used to wait till the corn is big enough , then called them one by one..no machine from the field of my father and then later sorted them .some go to make flour, other too hard go to feed the chicken and then we boil the tender ones. We did not have a silo...maybe because our field was not big enough, and there were plenty of hands around.
But one thing I know corn roots are fairly grounded , it is quite a job to uproot them.
I hope I have not missed the point.if I have I do apologise.
Benny
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Hi I am trying to see how differently you deal with corn ready to be harvested. I know of the hard roots firmly grounded .i used to wait till the corn is big enough , then called them one by one..no machine from the field of my father and then later sorted them .some go to make flour, other too hard go to feed the chicken and then we boil the tender ones. We did not have a silo...maybe because our field was not big enough, and there were plenty of hands around.
But one thing I know corn roots are fairly grounded , it is quite a job to uproot them.
I hope I have not missed the point.if I have I do apologise.
Benny
Comment Written 11-Mar-2025
Comment from Tom Horonzy
I love fresh corn on the cob. It's a shame it only lasts a few months. Farming is a lost trade, as around where we live it was a bumper crop and now I cannot think of anyone tilling the earth. It's all about beef and horses.
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I love fresh corn on the cob. It's a shame it only lasts a few months. Farming is a lost trade, as around where we live it was a bumper crop and now I cannot think of anyone tilling the earth. It's all about beef and horses.
Comment Written 11-Mar-2025
Comment from CD Richards
A pensive, thoughtful, yet optimistic poem.
It brings a smile to my face as it reminds me of one of many delightful lines from one of my favourite movies, Being There:
"As long as the roots are not severed, all is well. And all will be well in the garden."
Love the atmosphere you've created here. Well done.
Craig
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A pensive, thoughtful, yet optimistic poem.
It brings a smile to my face as it reminds me of one of many delightful lines from one of my favourite movies, Being There:
"As long as the roots are not severed, all is well. And all will be well in the garden."
Love the atmosphere you've created here. Well done.
Craig
Comment Written 11-Mar-2025
Comment from Sanku
Farmers have tough lives. Sometime when everything goes awry their crops fail and it is depressing . Their hopes are buried in the mulch .But then comes a new season fresh hopes.. I liked the way you juxtaposed a corn field and human emotions!
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Farmers have tough lives. Sometime when everything goes awry their crops fail and it is depressing . Their hopes are buried in the mulch .But then comes a new season fresh hopes.. I liked the way you juxtaposed a corn field and human emotions!
Comment Written 11-Mar-2025
Comment from Enrico Langfordino
What beautiful poetry PAMUSART. All through the seasons, and then hope at the end. Great poetry. Fanstory is my favourite poetry site. And, it is written so we are able to read it easily.
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What beautiful poetry PAMUSART. All through the seasons, and then hope at the end. Great poetry. Fanstory is my favourite poetry site. And, it is written so we are able to read it easily.
Comment Written 11-Mar-2025