Winter Bulb

Please don’t make me go in that cold damp dirt,

I’m small, and I’m fragile, I know it will hurt.

You’re meant to be planted, you’re a winter bulb,

Only when you blossom, will your story be told.

The weight is too heavy, I can’t hardly breath,

It’s squeezing me tight, please help me, help me, I’m only a seed.

Take in a breath, find your roots, reach down deep,

Look around, and find I’ve given you everything you need.

I’m cracking, I can feel it, please don’t let me die,

Why don’t I believe you? Feeling so lost, I give up, I only cry.

Those tears give you water, just open your eyes,

You’ve cracked cause your sprouting, you’ll soon find meaning in life.

My muscles are clenched, the ground is freezing,

I’m grabbing for something, anything to help my body from seizing.

Where did you go? Why won’t you pull me out?

You promised you’d stay, you said you’d help me to sprout.

You lied and abandoned me, I’m alone and starving, I have no sight,

I reach up for nourishment, I pull hard through the tears and fight.

There’s no hope I can feel it, I’m left alone in my sorrow to linger,

My body’s shut down, all but one last up reaching finger.

Wait, what is that? There’s a small warmth above me,

With every ounce I can gather, I pull up, I have to see.

This must be it, I pull again with all my might,

It’s the sun! I let go of my fears, opening myself to the light.

My colors are beautiful, I’ve dug out through despair,

I’ve been stuck for so long, I can finally relax and take in fresh air.

I’m glad to see you, I have been waiting, so patiently from above,

I’ve dreamt of this day with a smile, I just knew those colors I’d love.

Why did you leave me when I needed you the most?

I begged and I pleaded but you were gone, like a ghost.

On the contraire my sweet seed, I have been here all along,

I nourished the soil, tied your roots down, made the bond.

I blessed you with patience and strength, by giving you time and fear,

The cold all around, made you find warmth inside yourself my dear.

Now that you’ve found your own strength to grow,

You can never be broken, even in the next winters blow.

The seasons will come then leave, sometimes even violently,

You have a long life a head, I will stay with you silently.

I will sit back now, let you reflect on the good in your life,

Take one day at a time, trust in healing, and in the power given with great strife.

-Didi Oviatt


21 Comments Add yours

  1. Velvet Farley says:

    I love this poem! So inspirational


  2. Thank you so vey much for following me. I enjoyed reading Winter Bulb. I subscribe to the Library of Congress ( rss blog feed). They have a blog for every subject under the sun and the depth of their archives is beyond belief. I like their section about American authors who pioneered the various styles of writing. Abstract poetry I do not care for the way it is written today, which is different form when it began. I think the ones writing now are smoking crack. I like the way you write a poem. I am glad you stumbled up on me, I am the only male in my book club @goodreads and get out voted on the topic of the month & what book is the best to read on the subject. Singles Awareness Month, what would a 59 yr old grandfather know or even care. I am now following you and will pay close attention to any posts on book reviews. Yes, I will be cheating. LOL !! I am honored, Peace

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    1. Didi Oviatt says:

      Hi Marshall! I feel the exact same way about poetry. It could be a beautiful thing if modern “popularity” hadn’t ruined it. I rarely write a poem, but when I do I try to make it worthwhile so I’m honored that you liked this one!! I’ll be sure to look you up on goodreads 🙂


  3. quiall says:

    That was wonderful on so many levels! Thanks for following my blog.

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    1. Didi Oviatt says:

      You’re welcome.. and thank you, I’m glad you liked it 🙂

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  4. A beautiful poem, as beautiful as the flower that sprouts from the winter bulb. Thank you for following my blog and a Happy New Year of great writing.


  5. Didi, what an absolutely lovely poem with a hidden deeper meaning, the kind of poem that I love, rich in ambiance that engages all the readers’ senses of light, darkness, cold, color, scent, and so many emotions as well; thematically, it tells the tale of overcoming struggles, doubts and fears by learning to believe in self and others. Wonderful. K D 🙂

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    1. Thanks Karen! I actually wrote this poem as a sort of gift/inspiration for some family that was going through a very rough patch in life.. So my heart was most definitely in it. I’m glad you enjoyed it 🙂


      1. How wonderful of you, I knew that poem must have come from the heart. K D 🙂

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  6. raistlin0903 says:

    That is just simply put: amazingly beautiful. I loved this 😀

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  7. Loved this wonderful poem, Didi. Great.

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      1. you are very welcome:)


  8. The metaphor is, well, deep. Reminds me of this, please forgive the link …

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