Generations

Sow
Deep roots
Branching shoots
The nourished grow
Bountiful; the cultivated garden.
Care not for our seeds, the soil will harden
With careless plows
We’d become
Black thumb
Sows.

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I wrote this poem as a double tetractys, but with a rhyming scheme of my own: first and fourth lines rhyme, mirrored by the seventh and last; second and third lines rhyme, mirrored by the eighth and ninth; the two middle decasyllabic lines rhyme with each other to emphasize the transition from what should be to what ought not be. Finally, I utilized a homograph to start and end the poem to incite retrospect. Overall, this poem is meant to convey the importance of selfless parenting, with an underlying sense of legacy. Published here on January 21, 2019.

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