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The Lion In The Lawn

May 14th, 2014 by Magdalena Tabor

We dig them out.dandelion
Voracious weeds
Intent on marring
The perfect velvet green.
Pay the lawn doctor
Good money
To poison.
Use the trowel
And dig deep
Pulling out its heart.
But the yellow
Bursts forth
Into sunny smiles
Frowned upon.
A lion’s head
Shaking its mane
To spread the word.
I am king.

 

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2 Responses to “The Lion In The Lawn”

  1. Michael Tabor Says:

    I love Magdalena’s poetry (I know I’m partial) ! But the truth of the matter is I love poetry – period. I’m saddened by the fact that there isn’t a greater interest in this majestic (oops, the adj. majestic sounds pretentious) art form.

    Magdalena is a free verse poet which allows her to either use rhyme or perhaps not rhyme; she is also not shackled by stringent meter patterns. Don’t misunderstand me here, I have a tremendous amount of respect for other styles e.g. ballad, sonnet, iambic, echo verse … the list is endless. What I most like about free verse, is that it sounds more natural and in my mind the essence and soul of the poem is more accessible.

    A poem has its own life and means different things to different people.

    Free verse can be quite esoteric replete with symbolism, allusions, etc. This poem “The Lion in The Lawn” is pretty straight – forward. Just read and enjoy !!! We dig them out … pay the lawn doctor …

    To shake its mane to spread the word – is my personal favorite line.

  2. magdalena Says:

    Writing is an art form that should not be bound by restrictions unless you place those restrictions on yourself because you’re having fun with it. As much as I love free verse, sometimes syllabic rhythms contained in rhyme are enormously satisfying, sort of like a brain teaser or a puzzle that needs that last piece that suddenly fits. Unfortunately, most people don’t recognize the work that goes into a piece like that. Unless you’re a professor of poetry it goes largely unappreciated. Whether it’s free style prose or conformed poetry, writing is a lot like painting or sculpting in that there’s a feeling to evoke and when someone is stirred by that feeling, the work is complete.

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