My Father was a Gardener
rhyming quatrains145 total reviews
Comment from Amsterdam
Father was a gardener
he new words of gold
he knew about the water
he knew about seeds sown
Father was a gardener
Though he was never told
Father had a daughter...
and this message will never grow old ...
am
Liked the other one too...
reply by the author on 23-Sep-2014
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Father was a gardener
he new words of gold
he knew about the water
he knew about seeds sown
Father was a gardener
Though he was never told
Father had a daughter...
and this message will never grow old ...
am
Liked the other one too...
Comment Written 23-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 23-Sep-2014
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Am, thank you so much :-) I appreciate your thoughtful comments and generosity :-) Brooke
Comment from ragamuffin
My dad was and is and while there's life in him will be a gardener, and that's what caught my attention with this piece. But of course, this takes a different turn from the obvious meaning of gardener, a very lovely, vividly descriptive, and touching turn as a matter of fact. A beautiful ending to this piece. The last stanza alone deserves a 6, though the build up to it is wonderful as well. Expresses such a wonderful and loving relationship with children and with life.
reply by the author on 23-Sep-2014
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My dad was and is and while there's life in him will be a gardener, and that's what caught my attention with this piece. But of course, this takes a different turn from the obvious meaning of gardener, a very lovely, vividly descriptive, and touching turn as a matter of fact. A beautiful ending to this piece. The last stanza alone deserves a 6, though the build up to it is wonderful as well. Expresses such a wonderful and loving relationship with children and with life.
Comment Written 23-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 23-Sep-2014
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ragamuffin, thank you so much for your gracious and generous response to this poem :-) Brooke
Comment from heyjude
Brooke, what a wonderful job on this rhyming quatrain
poem. That sounds like the kind of gardener I'd like
to be. I love flowers, but usually just enjoy everyone
else's. This rhymes and flows well. What a lovely
picture you found to showcase your poem.
reply by the author on 23-Sep-2014
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Brooke, what a wonderful job on this rhyming quatrain
poem. That sounds like the kind of gardener I'd like
to be. I love flowers, but usually just enjoy everyone
else's. This rhymes and flows well. What a lovely
picture you found to showcase your poem.
Comment Written 23-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 23-Sep-2014
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Jude, thank you so much :-) Brooke
Comment from Samuel Dickens
What a well-written, respectful ode to your father. To keep the neighbors from fussing, I pay a lawn service to come and kill all those pretty little dandelions and small, lavender flowers that would normally fill my yard. I tell you--your father had the right idea.
reply by the author on 23-Sep-2014
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What a well-written, respectful ode to your father. To keep the neighbors from fussing, I pay a lawn service to come and kill all those pretty little dandelions and small, lavender flowers that would normally fill my yard. I tell you--your father had the right idea.
Comment Written 23-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 23-Sep-2014
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Samuel Dickens, thank you so much :-) Brooke
Comment from emrpoems
Good use of the abcb rhymes
Excellent enjambment
I love the topic and message it gives. All plants are beautiful as anyone can see by my garden.
I am your father's daughter LOL
I love gardening more than anything else.
A delightful poem
reply by the author on 23-Sep-2014
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Good use of the abcb rhymes
Excellent enjambment
I love the topic and message it gives. All plants are beautiful as anyone can see by my garden.
I am your father's daughter LOL
I love gardening more than anything else.
A delightful poem
Comment Written 23-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 23-Sep-2014
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emrpoems thanks so much :-) Brooke
Comment from Acquired Taste
Your author notes are absolutely terrific. I enjoyed seeing how you viewed the weeds as simply wild and free flowers.
Now, if only my home owners association could be convinced I felt the same way - I'd be okay and would be able to rest lots more.
Very sweet tribute to your dad and it comes across that you appreciated and loved him very much. Jean
reply by the author on 23-Sep-2014
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Your author notes are absolutely terrific. I enjoyed seeing how you viewed the weeds as simply wild and free flowers.
Now, if only my home owners association could be convinced I felt the same way - I'd be okay and would be able to rest lots more.
Very sweet tribute to your dad and it comes across that you appreciated and loved him very much. Jean
Comment Written 23-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 23-Sep-2014
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Thanks so much, Jean - back in the day there were no homeowner associations to contend with LOL :-) Brooke
Comment from ravenblack
Your dad sounds like a gardener after my own heart. We have a little plot where we can plant and years ago, I just bought a few packets of wildflower seeds, scattered them, and let nature take it's course. Sometimes, what nature gifts us without help from our hands, is the most beautiful.
reply by the author on 23-Sep-2014
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Your dad sounds like a gardener after my own heart. We have a little plot where we can plant and years ago, I just bought a few packets of wildflower seeds, scattered them, and let nature take it's course. Sometimes, what nature gifts us without help from our hands, is the most beautiful.
Comment Written 23-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 23-Sep-2014
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ravenblack, thank you so much :-) Brooke
Comment from Phyllis Stewart
Aha! So THAT's where you get your love of dandelions. How sweet, and I can't blame you. I'm glad your dad had a hammock too. Nothing beats a hammock for enjoying the outdoors without hiking thru it. We had a hammock for many years till we lost the tree that held one end. I loved that thing. :)
reply by the author on 23-Sep-2014
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Aha! So THAT's where you get your love of dandelions. How sweet, and I can't blame you. I'm glad your dad had a hammock too. Nothing beats a hammock for enjoying the outdoors without hiking thru it. We had a hammock for many years till we lost the tree that held one end. I loved that thing. :)
Comment Written 23-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 23-Sep-2014
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thanks so much, Phyllis - I still remember the way I could tilt the frame to make the rain water come out :-) Brooke
Comment from Sandra Stoner-Mitchell
We have a field near us, and it is full to overflowing of the most beautiful wild flowers. Nature surely does give us all a treat for free. I think I would have liked your father, Brooke, he sounds like my kind of dad. This is a lovely poem, and I agree wholeheartedly with the type of gardening your father did! :) Sandra xsx
reply by the author on 23-Sep-2014
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We have a field near us, and it is full to overflowing of the most beautiful wild flowers. Nature surely does give us all a treat for free. I think I would have liked your father, Brooke, he sounds like my kind of dad. This is a lovely poem, and I agree wholeheartedly with the type of gardening your father did! :) Sandra xsx
Comment Written 23-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 23-Sep-2014
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Thanks so much, Sandra :-) Brooke
Comment from Loren (7)
A new way of looking at things - even a life message can be found here. Glad you mentioned the buttercups :) now I won't resent them so much. I do find them beautiful and do love their name as well - so maybe I can sit back and simply enjoy God's bounty - Loren
reply by the author on 23-Sep-2014
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A new way of looking at things - even a life message can be found here. Glad you mentioned the buttercups :) now I won't resent them so much. I do find them beautiful and do love their name as well - so maybe I can sit back and simply enjoy God's bounty - Loren
Comment Written 23-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 23-Sep-2014
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Loren, thank you so much :-) Brooke
