Love is a Verb

Aaaaah.... this is just beautiful!!!  Makes me want to go and give something the space to grow... (and I am terrible at lookign after plants)....LOL

Love how you took time to look at what this little cutting will go thru. Never thought of it like that before.  Picture you chose just completes it.

Thanks, Miz_C! Welcome to DUP!  I'm glad this resonated with you. The photo is the actual cutting in my kitchen. Just a quick cell-phone shot that inspired the write. Imma hate to put her out in a few weeks. I'll miss her! But such is the cycle of life, gotta give everything ample space to grow.    

What's that old saying, "A sapling cannot grow under the shadow of a mighty oak."   I need to check out your work!

Aaaah - AND it's your own photo (love the creative way you saw it thru another plant) .  Makes this piece so endearing.  

Thank you. Just strolling through the terrarium that is my kitchen! ;)

I was always growing things
on my windowsill
until she made me clean it...  :)

and I love your poem...

LOL! Aw. Thank you, Paul. The theme song to my kitchen is "Welcome to the Jungle".  

Agatha and Abigail are the two loves that sit on my windowsill
growing mighty day by day

"not because I'm a gardener
or have a green thumb

But because I Loved her. "

yes indeed this resonates Ahavati

I love that you name them! It makes everything personal. Thank you, Naajir.

so beautiful a write making my day a little happier and greener thank you :)

love Brenda

Very Beautiful  .. and can relate .. love all my little babies 😊

There's something about growing things that's magic. Thank you, Je.

Feed me, Seymour!

LMAO!

hold up! you trying to tell me that PoWriMo has not turned your gray matter to compost yet?! how are you writing more than one a day ltm
wonderful words as always, vati. may need to donate my very neglected orchid to you for some TLC

Orchids are easy! A couple of ice-cubes a week! That's it!

Thank you, Earthy Child. xo

Very true, Wise One, love is a verb...

and talk is cheap. (;

LostGirl

I'll see your coffee and raise you a tea and homemade cinnamon bread this morning, Lost One. 🍞 ☕

How about a friendly trade? (;

"not because I'm a gardener
or have a green thumb

But because I Loved her.
~"

but that means you have 'green fingers'

The poem lifted me at the end of a long day; thank you.

I can do green fingers, Josh. Reminds me of my Martian roots. Thank you. Appreciate you sharing your thoughts.

This is a beautiful piece Ahavati. And the photo goes quite well with it.

Thank you, E. Very much appreciated.

Well done!

I love the imagery and the delight in the verse.

geoff

Thank you, Geoff. Appreciate your time.

I've never a more loving piece about the nurturing of a budding g flower! Heartwarming stuff my dear Ahavati ... :)

Thank you, Poetik. I appreciate that.

God you are so good at this and what a beautiful sentiment expressed :-)

when I grow up I want to write poems like these :-)

Wow. That's pretty humbling to wake-up to, David. Thank you.

both verb and herb - struggling to get round to read others poems what with you have me write a poem a day in your comp my sister!
but really glad I got to this of yours - very very fine

Thank you, Brother. Your time is appreciated (and you'll thank me in May). :D  

Hey Ahavati.......you know that's all any living thing needs......is a bit of luv to grow into something beautiful........very touching ink.......purple luv & hugs xo :)

Thank you, Purply One. Tru'dat. xo

It indeed is! and your poem's an herb- a Sanjeevani at that Sage One! imagery is stunning both in words and pixels!

Thank you, Birdman! Appreciated!

It is poetry like this that makes me believe in magic- the beauty of life. The meaning behind your words in so embracing and warm. I love this poem. Beautiful piece of work with a deep meaning. If only everyone could be treated as this plant has been. Much love to you.

Beautiful comment, RainConfronter. Thank you for taking the time to share it.

I found this gem on Naajir's RL and had to ad it to my own
for the way it spoke to me on three different  levels.

First and the most obvious is the satisfaction I find in gardening also.

Yet, as I read, I thought of how it metaphorically describes
how one should raise a daughter, nurturing her growth,
moving through the different stages of life
and allowing her space to grow into her own.

Lastly the photo also shows a vine plant that reminds
me of the one I have growing in my dining room. I have
had it for the last 15 years, having been given a start
from the owner of a Greek restaurant in our area that
we frequent often. She told us she had brought it with
her from Greece when they came here to join her family
many years ago. She had the plant growing on shelving
that completely surrounded the large dining area of the
building, maybe a total 200 feet, emanating from two
different containers.
About 7 years ago, the restaurant suffered a fire that
destroyed the much of the building and they were forced
to completely rebuild and the plant was lost.
After they reopened, I asked her about the plant and she
said it was no longer for she did not have any of  it
elsewhere. When next we dined there, I took a large portion
from the plant she had given me and it is now growing
once more on shelves her husband had installed and it again
graces the atmosphere of her home away from home.

Now your thoughtful poem and photo will reside in a
permanent spot on my RL as well.

Thank you for such a wonderful gift.

AT

What a beautiful story. Thank you so much for sharing and the RL honor.  ❤

This seems to be a cutting that produced the cutting I recently commented on LOL.  
 
I see the cutting as a metaphor for the soul seperated ( to a degree ) from Source and growing into its own because Love has arranged all the necessary conditions. We are all transplants; those who understand that have an endless supply of Love to give, just as the plant yields cuttings that yield cuttings. 📝❤  
 
Forgive my weak commentary when this was first published. NaPo had completely scatterbrained.  
 
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LOL! I think NaPo had us all scattered!

Thank you! 💜💏💋

They honestly do, Rose.  Thank you for the RL honour and braving the archives.  ❤