Tag: Garden

Flower Child – Flash Fiction

Flower Child

Every Sunday without fail, mother and I would walk to the station and catch the morning train to the coast to see my grandmother.   

Mother would tend to grandmother’s garden, caring for roses, mowing grass and trimming bushes. I amused myself as best I could for an eight-year old but mostly I learned about flowers.  Names like Peony, Hollyhock, and Delphinium. The term “bedding plants” made the child I was, giggle.  But pretty blue Lobelia was prefect next to the white Alyssum.

Exhausted we’d return in the early evening with armfuls of her beautiful blooms.   

I did not always want to go.  I know now my mother was escaping from her unhappy life and needed the diversion.  She is no longer here and I think I’d like, too, to plant the sweet alyssum that smells like honey and peace reminding me always of her.

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Sanaa aka adashofsunny is hosting Prosery Monday at D'Verse.
She has prompted us with this line from a poem that is to be included
in our piece of flash fiction exactly as it is.  

"I’d like, too, to plant the sweet alyssum that smells like honey and peace.”  from the poem, “What I would like to grow in my Garden.” by Katherine Riegel.

The piece of flash fiction is to have no more than 144 words' 

A Fair Exchange

A Fair Exchange

My favorite plants do not grow here
The soil is not to their liking
So I learn to love new exotic ones
that tolerate the dryness of our winter
and welcome the hot rainy season 
Gone are the pretty blue hydrangeas
and pink hybrid roses tinged with gold
Replaced by bright yellow Allamandas 
and Wedgewood blue Plumbagoes
Strikingly elegant the orange-blue Bird of Paradise
stands tall holding its head high
Instead of sheltering myself under an Oak tree
I now sit in the shade of a Royal Poinciana
Marveling at its shadow-providing beauty
heavily adorned with burnt orange blossoms
The palm trees host varieties of orchids
clinging to the trunks with their outstretched tendrils
Hot sun and heavy rains gift me 
with a stunning technicolor of exotic blooms
A trade I gladly accept
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Claudia Schoenfeld, one of the original founders of D'Verse Poets, is hosting tonight and he has prompted us with 'Gardens or Gardening'.  A favorite pastime of mine.

Image Bird of Paradise Pixabay
Image Royal Poinciana by note thanun on Unsplash
Image Allamanda by DEZALB from Pixabay
Image Plumbago by Ian Lindsay from Pixabay 
Image Butterfly Orchid Wiki 

Healing Garden

Healing Garden

She followed the circled path
in the Healing Garden
as it was so called
Her desire for silence 
to let go of fears
she noticed it was walled
The bougainvillea spilled
over with its deep pink blossoms
A sight for tired eyes
Fragrant jasmine intertwined
with tree foliage
as if dropping from the skies
Resting on the white bench
She drew peaceful energy
from the surroundings
Her need for serenity
almost complete and
no longer compounding
The stillness of the moment
Brought clarity to jumbled thoughts
Her journey now obstacle free
Meditation and solidarity
Simple solutions for troubled minds
and no more need to flee
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
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Inspiration Garden

Inspiration Garden

Fragrant blossoms
of Lavender and Rose
Inspiring words
of delicate prose
Reaching senses
of sight and smell
Creating stories
and tales to tell
Wandering pathways
across and around
A seat to rest
where flowers abound
Cascading blooms
Offering welcome shade 
Weeping tears of flora
Yet not dismayed
Flashes of color
to please the eye
On all four sides
of the gardens lie
A Rainbow of color
and sachets of scent
Beauty of nature
From heaven sent
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Sue Vincent's Photo Prompt - Fragrant - WritePhoto

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