THE TRUTH ABOUT GNOMES

Let’s look at the gnomenclature.

They’re called sprites, elves, goblins, imps, brownies, dwarves, hobgoblins, archfiends, gremlins, pixies and trolls. They’re even referred to as runts, little folk and little people.

But the truth about gnomes is… they are not “vertically challenged”. They’re short. Really short. No matter their demeanor, even if they’re not being short with you, they are short.

So to start things off, we’ll ask you to delve into a short poem. Micro-poetry is considered any poem of fourteen lines or less. So a sonnet will suffice. A rhyming couplet would be nice. A tercet, or pi-ku, or haiku, a tanka, a quatrain, or… you know the forms. Find one that will allow you to say what you need to in a small way.

Among the topics you could consider:

the Eclipse, a return poem, something small… or whatever your muse will let you use. Write a little bit of a poem. And welcome back to the garden!

Walt’s Little Bit:

SMALL STUFF

“Don’t sweat the small stuff!”

It’s all small stuff.
All the bits and trifles
could go off like rifles if we let them.
Applying a spark to our powder
would only make our words louder,
but what we mean can be seen
in the smallest of terms.
Until we’re food for the worms,
we will get through what we need to do.
We’ve been giving sweat and tears for years,
but enough is enough. Don’t sweat the small stuff!
It’s all small stuff!

First, there is a garden…

…then there is no garden. Then there is.

Donovan Leech sang it best, and the rest was up to our interpretation.

First, there was a garden. Poetic Bloomings was and had become the “Best garden for verse.” Our membership ebbed and peaked at various times, but the quality of poems from our talented poets just grew and grew, and expanded our poetic universe in the process. The Poetic Bloomings “garden” had become a great place to play poet!

Then, there was no garden. The attempt was made to include all types of creative pursuits, and Poetic Bloomings became Creative Blooming. The place was changing and the old adage of “If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it” came back to slap us in the head. It withered on the vine.

The next revamp brought a little of the old flair back to life as the Phoenix Rising Poetry Guild rose from the ashes of a garden left bare. But eventually, the blog bearing that name (although the Guild remains an integral part of our process) lost altitude and was put to rest.

Then there was a garden.

Poetic Bloomings had been reborn and was gaining a new momentum. But life has a way of changing plans and for personal reasons, the “garden” again was left unattended. Indecision played no part in any of the failings. They were definite decisions due to Marie Elena Good’s ever-changing life situations, my health problems and a combined family turbulence. Life has settled down and I find the need to return to my favorite “lifestyle” choice. I am returning to “poet” status.

Then, there IS a garden.

We are all merely gnomes in the garden of life and we enjoy writing poems. So our “garden” is resurrected as the proper place to propagate our poetic processes. This is Poems of Garden Gnomes, the new “Best garden for verse!”

I invite poetic friends seasoned and new to visit and walk along this garden path where words are our road map and poetry is our itinerary. Welcome to Poems of Garden Gnomes. You may like what you see!