In search of poems today
I stepped onto my tiny stretch
of a land,
a garden? may be,
which is strange and enchanted-
(a poem is very much possible
even on the tip of a leaf here)
here reside strong willed
trees, plants, shrubs-
queer fellows they are-
they chose the site and flourished
without a care for a gardener-
they have weird ways
of asserting themselves-
like this white periwinkle,
that even forced its way
into this poem.
Posted for Susan’s Midweek Motif ~ Gardens @ Poets United
sumanar/lekha 
Oh that close about the periwinkle is fabulous!
Thoughts, like seeds, are scattered and sometimes bloom unexpectedly! I like the periwinkle making an appearance in your poem.
Luv your white periwinkle. I have some pink ones in my garden.
Much🕊❤🕊love
I love persistent plants and persistent poems!
I love this poem Sumana. Plants show up in the oddest of places!
Fabulous
I LOVE this! That a poem is possible even from a leaf-top….and I love that determined periwinkle who forced her way in. Very cool.
Sumana,
There is great determination in the character of each individual leaf and plant. The resolve shows in their ability to thrive in any place, cracks in pavements, chimney stacks!!!
Rather like poems themselves and how we find words for any subject:)
There is something delightful in see how the natural world regenerates and grows in the most unlikely places. I love the poem.
Determination and growth can be found in unexpected places.
Even a little strip of land will be a garden if we visit it, letting leaf tips and determined trees stimulate poems. And then that little periwinkle! Mine are bluish, and they grow with no prompting from me. A delightful surprise of a poem. (Thank you for hosting today. I’ll be reading over the weekend.)
“a poem is very much possible…” Love this, Sumana! And wild gardens are my favourite, because they demand nothing from the gardener. Beautiful piece.
These little perwinkle survivors are small poems. Coronets among the weeds.
Love that periwinkle, just making itself at home on land and in writing. I
Some of the best things are discovered that way!! Lovely. Hugs!