I wasn’t there to plant this spring. The morning glories didn’t care. They’re back again off climbing where I left some soil. No watering But they still rose. It’s comforting That when I fail they ever grow Although forgotten. Watch them show Their bright green leaves each like a heart. I see the buds break out and start To bloom again. There! Off they go.
Linked to Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challege with the rhyme word “grow” in the c position of the rhyme scheme, abbaaccddc.


I love this So Much–it really cheered me! Morning Glories are so lovely–and you did a wonderful job with the form. Take care!!
LikeLiked by 2 people
Thank you, Rhen!
LikeLike
My great pleasure!
LikeLike
Nature has its own way, morning glories are beautiful, I enjoyed reading it a lot. Thanks for sharing. Regards.
LikeLike
Thank you, Tanya!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Pleasure, regards.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I agree with the other commenters and enjoyed the enjambments and caesuras. Those morning glories growing despite your “failure” is comforting. It reminds me of how we may not need to do as much as we think, to put so many expectations on ourselves.
LikeLiked by 1 person
The morning glories seem to belong there. I was surprised how little I needed to do for them to grow. Thank you, Jenna!
LikeLike
I like this poem very much, Frank.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you, Robbie!
LikeLike
Nature manages without us quite well. (K)
LikeLiked by 1 person
It is a good thing it does. Thank you, Kerfe!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Perfect Frank 💜
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you, Willow!
LikeLike
There leaves ARE heart shaped! Cool! Thank you for sharing!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes. Some of them very much like a heart. Thank you, Terre!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Away Yet Close Brick Mortars Walls
FeRTiLE SoiL HeART LeAVeS FLoWeR
Morning Glory Purple DiViNiTY PinK FiReD CoRE Free…:)
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you, Fred!
LikeLiked by 1 person
🎨🎨🌍
LikeLiked by 1 person