Behind, underneath yet also intertwined
with softly sounded movement of bees
yet not quite a song, of all that generates
thrives for growth beyond survival music.
These background singers of inspired hum
as I branch out toward new sky, consider
a transplant beyond my container
soil in colors my roots have never reached.
© Ali Grimshaw 2019
Photo taken Kauai, Hawaii 2018
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it made me dream of spring! well done!
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Thanks Elizabeth. Happy Spring
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If you were looking for a poem to give Mitchell and Erica for their wedding… Love you dearly my friend. Hope your spring break is off to a good start. I’m happy we have a dinner date next Wednesday 🙂 ~Kirsten
On Wed, Mar 20, 2019 at 6:46 PM flashlight batteries – poetry wrote:
> Ali Grimshaw posted: ” Behind, underneath yet also intertwined with > softly sounded movement of bees yet not quite a song, of all that generates > thrives for growth beyond survival music. These background singers of > inspired hum as I branch out toward new s” >
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Great idea. Thanks for thinking of it.
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as I branch out toward new sky, consider
a transplant beyond my container
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Thank you Kirsten.
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You won’t be surprised to hear that I love that last stanza. We can keep our core roots even as we transplant to foreign soil to keep growing and exploring.
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This hums along quite smoothly, the whole thing flows with “softly sounded movement”.
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Thank you for the compliment. Much appreciated.
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You are reaching out for that sky, good. Love that last concluding line.
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Thanks for leaving your reflection Grace.
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Love the way you use nature here… this is a hum to bring with us all the time.
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Thank you. I’m listening for the hum of life in the natural world
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This has a nice flow. I enjoyed reading it.
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Thank you for visiting.
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I don’t know if you ever read “The Overstory” by Richard Powers, but this poem reminded me of that book. Just lovely!
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I have not read that book. I will look into it. Thanks for taking the time to leave your reflection. Have a great weekend
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I love that last line, really says a lot.
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Sarah, I appreciate knowing what spoke to you in this poem. Thank you
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feeling the pull of roots yet succumbing to the freedom of the air, both are background hums that inspire beautiful poetry, a very two dimensional approach to the prompt, love how it flows
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Gina, I appreciate your feedback. Your post and prompt were exceptionally inspiring.
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i am very humbled Ali, thank you
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Inspired hum….. and courage and exploration! Perfect sentiment for spring Ali.
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Thanks Colleen.
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Nice Ali. This evokes the mystery of life, humming in the background of all.
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I appreciate that. That was what I was going for. Sometimes I just wish I had the right words.
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You did just fine. 🙂
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I like the essence of reaching out, exploring, going beyond in this Ali. Especially like this line: “soil in colors my roots have never reached”!
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Thank you for taking the time to leave your reflection. Much appreciated.
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Nice line: “a transplant beyond my container”
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Thanks Frank.
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There is both hope and fear expressed in your words – and lots of growth!
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That is an interesting reflection since I wrote this today and I am feeling both of those feelings. I wish I could capture the hum of life that surrounds all of us.
Thanks for your feedback.
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You are welcome, Ali.
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