My Father was a Gardener
rhyming quatrains145 total reviews
Comment from michaelcahill
We have quite a few of those free flowers here in the desert. I water them. I have people ask me why I'm watering weeds all the time. Well, they look like flowers to me! Beats sand. That last stanza is so lovely. I bet there's a lot of people sighing and remembering when they read that. Wonderful. mikey
reply by the author on 26-Sep-2014
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We have quite a few of those free flowers here in the desert. I water them. I have people ask me why I'm watering weeds all the time. Well, they look like flowers to me! Beats sand. That last stanza is so lovely. I bet there's a lot of people sighing and remembering when they read that. Wonderful. mikey
Comment Written 26-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 26-Sep-2014
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Thank you, Mikey :-) I love that you water them :-) Brooke
Comment from DALLAS01
Aha! So this is where your love of dandelions and buttercups originated. I think your dad had the right idea. Everyone needs to decide for themselves where they want to spend their labor.
reply by the author on 25-Sep-2014
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Aha! So this is where your love of dandelions and buttercups originated. I think your dad had the right idea. Everyone needs to decide for themselves where they want to spend their labor.
Comment Written 25-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 25-Sep-2014
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Dallas, thank you so much :-) Brooke
Comment from Ekim777
Our poet rewards us with a plethora of succinct detail and the reminder that if a man's home is his castle, his garden is his kingdom; a place where he can dream while mother nature runs wild. As for the weeds; they are simply the wrong plant in the wrong place; difficult to distinguish in the profusion of color. -Ekim777
reply by the author on 25-Sep-2014
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Our poet rewards us with a plethora of succinct detail and the reminder that if a man's home is his castle, his garden is his kingdom; a place where he can dream while mother nature runs wild. As for the weeds; they are simply the wrong plant in the wrong place; difficult to distinguish in the profusion of color. -Ekim777
Comment Written 25-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 25-Sep-2014
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Thank you so much, Ekim, for your generous response to this poem :-) Brooke
Comment from TamzinWhite
That's beautiful. You draw a picture of heaven.
An idealized father figure, there's nothing more powerful and comforting, and inspiring.
The words flow effortlessly, showing the grace of the man.
Lovely poem.
reply by the author on 25-Sep-2014
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That's beautiful. You draw a picture of heaven.
An idealized father figure, there's nothing more powerful and comforting, and inspiring.
The words flow effortlessly, showing the grace of the man.
Lovely poem.
Comment Written 25-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 25-Sep-2014
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Tamzin, thank you so much :-) Brooke
Comment from Bobby Jo
This is awesome, teaching us to take heed and slow down. Enjoy what life has to offer. Work hard and then take a well deserved break from life to tune into life.
reply by the author on 25-Sep-2014
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This is awesome, teaching us to take heed and slow down. Enjoy what life has to offer. Work hard and then take a well deserved break from life to tune into life.
Comment Written 25-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 25-Sep-2014
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Thanks so much, Bobby Jo :-) Brooke
Comment from flylikeaneagle
Adewpearl: Well written and congrats on the all time best! I am sure that you had great times with your father. You got your love of nature and flowers from him!
In Richardson, Texas, the boulevards are planted with wildflowers on purpose. Then, the city has a celebration with music, art and tasty food in the spring. Now, in Southern Minnesota, I plant wildflowers in large rain barrels for remembrance of Texas. Monica and Annie were born in Dallas. I planted a butterfly garden this spring and saw many bunnies in the garden.
Your father worked hard, he deserved to rest and share family time. He seeded your legacy! God bless!
flylikeaneagle
reply by the author on 25-Sep-2014
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Adewpearl: Well written and congrats on the all time best! I am sure that you had great times with your father. You got your love of nature and flowers from him!
In Richardson, Texas, the boulevards are planted with wildflowers on purpose. Then, the city has a celebration with music, art and tasty food in the spring. Now, in Southern Minnesota, I plant wildflowers in large rain barrels for remembrance of Texas. Monica and Annie were born in Dallas. I planted a butterfly garden this spring and saw many bunnies in the garden.
Your father worked hard, he deserved to rest and share family time. He seeded your legacy! God bless!
flylikeaneagle
Comment Written 25-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 25-Sep-2014
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Richardson sounds like my kind of town :-) Thanks so much, flylikeaneagle :-) Brooke
Comment from Janet Foor
This is a touching and emotional poem Brooke. A loving and inspiration tribute to your father. A priceless memory giving us an idea of where your love of dandelions comes from. I loved each stanza. Perfect artwork and presentation. Loved it!!
reply by the author on 25-Sep-2014
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This is a touching and emotional poem Brooke. A loving and inspiration tribute to your father. A priceless memory giving us an idea of where your love of dandelions comes from. I loved each stanza. Perfect artwork and presentation. Loved it!!
Comment Written 25-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 25-Sep-2014
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Janet, thank you so much for your generous and gracious response to my poem :-) Brooke
Comment from humpwhistle
Your old man was my kind of guy, Brook. I come
from a long line of steam fitters. In New Britain, Connecticut, if you were Scandinavian, you were either a steam fitter or a tool and die maker. And you didn't give a crap about your lawn, either.
I have a greater appreciation now, for your affinity for dandelions. I have a soft spot for my hardworking father, too.
Peace, Lee
reply by the author on 25-Sep-2014
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Your old man was my kind of guy, Brook. I come
from a long line of steam fitters. In New Britain, Connecticut, if you were Scandinavian, you were either a steam fitter or a tool and die maker. And you didn't give a crap about your lawn, either.
I have a greater appreciation now, for your affinity for dandelions. I have a soft spot for my hardworking father, too.
Peace, Lee
Comment Written 25-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 25-Sep-2014
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Thank you, Lee, my generous friend. I did not know that about the Connecticut Scandinavians. My mother's family are Norwegians by way of Brooklyn and settled down in Hicksville, yep, Hicksville, hometown of Billy Joel. I don't think a blasted one of them was a steamfitter. But yeah, back in the day I think it was only the hoity toity people from the Main Line who manicured lawns. Every yard on Heston Avenue looked like ours, as did all the lawns in Hicksville when we visited. :-) Brooke
Comment from Jackarrie
Hi Brooke I enjoyed your well written poem, I also loved hearing about your Father and how he enjoyed his hammock after his hard days work. I too admire the beauty of the buttercups daisies and dandelions and the little purple flower, yes all weeds but still a beautiful part of nature.
Well written rhyming quatrains
Mary
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Hi Brooke I enjoyed your well written poem, I also loved hearing about your Father and how he enjoyed his hammock after his hard days work. I too admire the beauty of the buttercups daisies and dandelions and the little purple flower, yes all weeds but still a beautiful part of nature.
Well written rhyming quatrains
Mary
Comment Written 25-Sep-2014
Comment from duchessofdrumborg
'My Father was a Gardener' is an extremely well-written and delightfully descriptive piece. It may be a coincidence, but my Father was a gardener too. It was a pleasure to review this talented poet's work.
reply by the author on 25-Sep-2014
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'My Father was a Gardener' is an extremely well-written and delightfully descriptive piece. It may be a coincidence, but my Father was a gardener too. It was a pleasure to review this talented poet's work.
Comment Written 25-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 25-Sep-2014
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Duchess, thank you so much :-) Brooke
Brooke, you're more than welcome :-)the Duchess
