A gorse seed

By Rhiannonw

Thu, 08 Mar 2012
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Popping pod propels the seed,
each has little tasty ‘lump’:
ant out foraging to feed
those within its nest, can clasp,
– jaws like claws can grip and grasp
“handle”-bump, drag to its dump
– tasty lump consumed, but seed,
on whose substance they can’t feed,
now is moist and warm to wait –
cosy place to germinate.

Certificate U
Poem
Nature

Comments

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
This little poem is bursting with lovely sounds, Rhiannon. Particularly enjoyed because I have just come in from tidying up in my garden;-) Or at least trying to...the birds keep foraging for worms in my flower beds and displace all the soil onto the grass, and I do wish they wouldn't;-) Tina

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on
I'm sure you enjoy it, Tina, though it must be frustrating. Nice to be able to get out I expect. Though how you manage it with your written output aswell, I don't know! Thank you for your comment. The story has been in my mind for some time, but last night the 'sounds' started coming together! regards, Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Highhat on
Yes I love the sounds and aliteration R and a lovely poem from nature's hearth.. ;)Pia

Submitted by Rhiannonw on
Thank you Pia, glad you enjoyed both the sounds and the little nature tale, and thank you for saying so! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by jeand on

Hi Rihannon

I love the way this poem uses visual effects to get the point across.

Jean

Jean Day

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thanks for telling me, Jean — I think I had fun with alliteration in this one! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Ladylily on

Your litle poem says much.  Alliteration blooms every where.

Dancing with life.     Regards Geraldine. x

LadyLily

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thanks, Geraldine. Glad you enjoyed. I enjoyed the reminder of this little one! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

I really enjoyed reading this spring poem Rhiannon, it took me back to the wonder of new beginnings. Soon all insects will be waking from their slumbers, and the ants are always going about their business with enthusiasm.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thanks, Jenny! I was thinking of this one recently and meant to look it up. I had loved the idea of how the ants get food from the seed, but the seed itself gets left to germiinate as it's ineidible, and I have always loved playing around with sounds when writing. Glad you enjoyed. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

LOVE this poem :0) All the busy sounds, I could feel the different kinds of movement,the fast shooting out of the seed, the laborious lugging back to the nest and then the long sounds gErminAte of a shoot taking its time. Just brilliant. And you tell a story, inform, as well. I had no idea about ants doing this with gorse seeds! 

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

I think I had just read or heard the tale, and then got involved in the sounds of the words as well! You are so observant to sounds in your own work and the writings of others! Thanks. Rhiannon