Monday, December 21, 2009

Frozen Fennel


The frozen fennel flares its fronds
As icicles form on farmyard ponds.
While other flowers droop and die
This tattered treasure braves the sky,
Copying blooms of sunnier days
And mimicking the sun's bright rays.
Like Christmas stars the flowers gleam,
Each one a little shining beam.
Like a pale star on a moonless night
Each gives a gentle creamy light.
Unnoticed in the balmier days
And starved of any fulsome praise,
The fennel now has pride of place,
Frozen in beauty, fixed in grace.


walk2write said...

I'm glad I subscribed to comments on Rose's latest ABC post and saw your comment about the fennel. Your poem about Too Much Information expresses to a "T" my sentiments about the warming thing Well done!

Rose said...

I love it! Who knew the simple fennel had such beauty and grace--you've given this airy plant the praise it deserves. Thanks for writing this poem--I'm going to make a copy and keep it! Wishing you a merry Christmas!

Glo said...

This is a great poem, Brenda! I love it! The picture is beautiful but with the addition of your poem it takes on a new light. The last line really does sum it up!

Patty said...

Good morning, Wanted to wish you and yours very Merry Christmas. I'm going to be pretty busy the rest of this week and into the middle of next. So I won't be around blogland too much. Thank goodness for being able to post ahead.
Merry Christmas

Unknown said...

Great photo and poem! Love the "mimicking the sun's bright rays," because it is accurate!

Tarang Sinha said...

This is really nice:)

Marbles in My Pocket said...

A wonderufl poem! Makes something special out of something ordinary! Very nice!

Maxwell Mead Williams Robinson Barry said...

lovely photo shot,
amazing take on the theme.

Anonymous said...

i just can say in simple way... i can feel the breeze and warmth, the words are shown a moment to remember.. *sigh*

Raivenne said...

A lovely poem and perfect photo. Much enjoyed.

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

Even frozen fennel is fodder for the poet's pen! Well done!

Spirit of Christmas

Marianne said...

What a gorgeous poem! You've taken fennel from ordinary to sublime!