My Brain is a Garden
Laura Catanzano
My brain is a garden and I am a
bumblebee, taking flight to pursue the
enchanting hidden nectar of my mind.
My wings are buzzing, sweeping up
and down as I observe the wavelength of
colors I see inside. My soft hairs collect
the pollen, my thoughts among the honeyseckle.
And though aphids may linger, attempting to
consume the perfect symmetry of my sun—
drenched dahlias, I pay them no heed, as I
bumble on, over rock walls and through the
labyrinth of my draping, sweet alyssum.
My brain is a garden and I am a
gardener, my study gloves ready as I
dig into the rich soil of my intellect.
Deeper and deeper I dig,
discovering the layers of my infinite knowing.
It can be dark down here, and weeds
do grow, but my study hands
find their roots and yank—
abolishing their persistent growing and
leaving behind new earth, fit for
all manners of growing.
My quaint garden, lush with life.
My brain is a garden and I am
Mother Earth. A vast expanse.
A foundation, for my growing garden
to rest upon. My mountains
are endless, my oceans are deep, and
my wind takes my thoughts and frees them,
like the seeds of a dandelion blowing in the breeze.
On the hillside of an English village my
garden thrives. And I let it flourish there,
as I move about my Earthly realm,
never bothered by the truths that grow,
only enlightened by their harmony in my
ever-changing landscapes.
I fill my heart with the tallness of the trees.
I search the oceans with the sureness of a mighty humpback.
I am bound only by the moon,
swayed only by the tide,
changed only with the grace of the light of the sun.
My brain is a garden.
I watch it grow.
Laura Catanzano
My name is Laura Catanzano, and I reside in Goffstown, NH with my husband, my two young children, and my dog. I have recently rekindled my love for writing after a particularly tough mental health year, and am on a mission to spread my light to anyone who may struggle with finding their own. I believe words are magic and we all have the power within ourselves to shape our realities. My poems reflect the darkness and light within us all.