Seedlings
©April 22nd, 2017
By Vijaya Sundaram
See, when you sow seeds,
You want good starter soil
Gentle water, bright indoor lights
In dark climes, winter-bleak, and
Sunshine when the cold breaks.
Say a prayer as you sow,
Sing a little note of love,
Pat down the soil, and
Hope for the best.
Every seedling wants love,
Even if it knows it will
Be food eventually.
Watch your seedlings grow,
Shy and sweet, sticking heads
Out of soil, drinking in air,
Sucking at water at the roots
Hungrily eating light.
When they outgrow their homes,
Transplant them, but oh!
Careful with the roots!
Prepare some bigger pots,
Add new, moist, rich soil,
Retain some of the old.
Set down your seedlings.
Stand back! Bow your head.
Your pride casts a shadow.
Let your seedlings grow!
The Earth awaits them,
Spring hums rich, green desire.
Bright warmth saturates coolness.
Soon, they’ll be tall; you’ll want
To set their roots in good,
Quiet-breathing earth.
Hum with circling bees,
Crazed, nectar-dazed, as they
Fly in from your neighbor’s hives,
While you water your seedlings.
Their leaves unfurl with lust,
Their fruits swell with pleasure.
This lust is purer than any other.
Watch your seedlings grow.
Give deep, drunken thanks.
It’s a sacred thing to play
Midwife to Life.
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Today’s Day 22 NaPoWriMo 2017 prompt is to write a “Georgie.” I’d never heard of this type of poetry until now. Not sure what the form is, but the content, I gather, is a sort of “how to” agriculture-themed poem.