the seed nestled in your heart
sun seeking, speaking hope
or the roots anchoring
forging your path
I am not buds bursting
or glisten of leaves in the vineyard
I am not your grapevine, baby
or the wine so divine
I am the trellis
Written for Linda’s Quadrille prompt at dverse Poets Pub.
44 words not including the title.
Add a splash of “wine”
mishunderstood 
How perfect this is Mish!
Aww thanks Linda. I really enjoyed your word choice and you just never know where it wanders.
what a clever and fun poem to read-
” am not your grapevine, baby”
all the am nots give a sense of expectation as to the dénouement: ‘trellis’ -perfect!
I love this–that last line is perfect! Wonderful!
Like this perspective Mish — strong write.
Oh, Misky. LOVE this.
ooh, this one is powerful. It left me in awe of this speaker’s confidence and knowledge of self-worth.
Everyone needs a trellis sometimes. Support and beauty. Lovely write.
The last line is absolute perfection. And here I sat reading wondering whatever you where if not all those other things.
Nice one
Happy Easter
Much💛love
Ah, the trellis is so much more dependable!
Oh, now I want to steal your trellis metaphor sooooo bad.
Yes! Bravo!
I love your twist at the end! Great poem!
Nicely done.
The last line, is the supporting piece that holds everything together, there is strength.
Ahhh, I love this Mish! You had me at Trellis! I was not expecting that ☺️
Very thought provoking!
“I am the trellis” Yes! I mentally clapped. That line is utter perfection as the close for this write. I love it!
The trellis could infer someone walking all over you or it could be the needed support we provide those we love. This made me think of the roles we all play in each other’s lives! 👏👏
Oh yes, the backbone and the strength without which none of the rest would be possible!
very, very, very, very interesting and unexpected, Mish.
❤
David
Such a creative take on the prompt, both metaphorically and poetically. Words ring hollow without the backbone and courage to strengthen and support them.
Lovin’ this! I am not list and then…I am the trellis — the support on which all else depends! 🙂
The trellis …. holding everything up / together! Amazing.