Dear Rapunzel

A fresh autumn dew

settles upon your browning leaves

stems are wilting and dying too.

I planted you too late

in a large terracotta pot

caringly watered and fed

eventually you grew

tall and climbing askew

groups of yellow flowers

producing bunches of fruit.

Dear Rapunzel tomatoe bush

you cropped me treats

delicious cherry-red bites

now your year is complete

mulched for next seasons heat.

 

Ivor Steven (c)  2018

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G'day, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I'm an ex-industrial chemist, and a retired plumber, and a former Carer of my wife(Carole), for 30 years, who suffered from severe MS. I Write poetry about those personal thoughts, throughout and beyond my life as a Carer. I've been blogging for over 2 years, and writing poems for 19 years. Of course a lot of my poems are about my favourite subject Carole, but since I've been blogging my writings have become quite varied, humourous, mystical, observational, and even a few monster/horror poems.

37 thoughts on “Dear Rapunzel”

  1. A lovely tribute to the plant that responded abundantly to your loving care! I can’t help but be reminded of this Bible verse : “To everything there is a season…a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted.” Enjoy the fruits of your labor. Thank-you!

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      1. So true Ivor. I wish I knew what he’d done with the recipe. He also made a mean tomato soup. One of those things you don’t think about until it’s too late, but you’ll know all about that.

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