If you’re new to dVerse or the quadrille, it’s simply a poem of 44 words, excluding the title. This is a dVerse-created form. It can be written as any type of poem, rhymed or unrhymed, metered, or unmetered. You MUST use the given word–or some form of the word, such as seedling– in your poem (not simply the title). Today the word is SEED.
Ferns never complain.
Their seeds dispersed unevenly
-Some never taking root-
Seek a fertile place.
The art of natural living.
Nonchalance.
Each reaching its own potential.
Uneven heights and varied designs,
Yet, interlaced in common soil.
Symbiotic of place and time.
United they persevere.
(44 words)
Quadrille #127: Planting Seeds | dVerse (dversepoets.com)
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Clever. Deeply rooted in the natural imagery, but there’s a nice bit of takeaway for those of human persuasion. I appreciate the physical shrug embedded within the language, that grows and becomes a hug. Splendid work.
I’m quite pleased by your ‘spot on’ interpretation of my intent. Many thanks!
Beautiful poem, love the metaphor of everything being “interlaced in common soil” – wonderfully put! ✨
Many thanks! 😀
The perfection and beauty of nature’s asymmetry — excellent write Susan.
Thanks, Rob. I’m smiling. 😀
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A wonderful poem and story. It is amazing how seeds spread and some wait in the soil, even for years, until the time is right to sprout and grow!
Much appreciated! 😊
Nature is a wonder.
Yes it is…
I enjoyed “Yet, interlaced in common soil.” The poem really came together to the end.
Thanks so much. I’m happy the progression inspired that feeling. 😀
Spot on portrayal of ferns! I find that sometimes a specially cultivated fern will revert back to its original form after it has dispersed its seeds, a form which is more basic and natural.
I’d like to believe that freedom loving people are much the same. 😉
Such wonderful and in-depth writing. ❤
One of those perfectly timed prompts to which I could relate. Thank-you!
I love to see the ferns spring up, they always remind me of the summers of my youth in the Lake District. A lovely quadrille!
They’re so care free. Never showing off. Just being themselves is beautiful. Thanks.
I love the contrast between the nonchalant ferns that never complain, some never taking root, and the unity of ‘uneven heights and varied designs’, ‘interlaced in common soil’ – teaching us humans a lesson.
😉 It does seem a good lesson!
I love ferns, and your poem does them justice. Especially finding beauty in unevenness … not everything has to be balanced and symmetrical.
Thanks for your sharing. We agree about ferns and their beauty. 😀
Gorgeously rendered, Susan. Truly.
❤
David
Pleased to hear that you enjoyed it!
Thank you, David.
It seems like we could learn quite a bit from ferns! Nonchalance, yet unity.
I believe we could too. Somehow the current level of disconnection from Nature may be at the root of our discontent?
Perhaps.
I love the personification of a nonchalant fern – teaching us that what will be, will be.
So well put! Thank-you.
Ferns are mystical, magical … I have lived where they grow ~ I know. Thank you for reminding of a place and time long ago.
❤ My pleasure. Thank-you for connecting.
I love ferns! They are so interesting. You did a beautiful job of flowing words and life science. Thank you for the visit and comment!
I appreciate your comment too!
Thank-you. 😊
There is something so special with ferns and the way they return in spring.
They certainly never give up. Thanks!
This is gorgeously, gorgeously worded! I so love ferns, and the way you have presented them here .. I also admire the metaphor of everything being “interlaced in common soil.”💝💝
I’m humbled by your words as I smile with pleasure. Thank-you.
I like your take on this. If only we could be so nonchalant about these things
The media wants to keep us agitated. We shouldn’t go along. Ferns are delightfully nonchalant. 😀