Asphalt Petunia by Michael Escoubas

Michael Escoubas began writing poetry for publication in August of 2013, after retiring from a 48-year-career in the printing industry. He writes poetry because, early in life, his mother encouraged him. Michael also writes poetry because he believes poetry brings people together and that poets are menders of broken things. He is the author of six collections; the most recent is Ripples Into the Light, a collection partnered with photographs by Vandana Bajikar and designed to “rest the soul and calm the spirit.” Michael is Senior Editor and Book Reviewer at Quill and Parchment, an online poetry journal. He lives in Illinois.

Mary Lou Taylor:
You have made my day.
Posted 04/08/2017 04:04 PM

Michael:
Dear Friends in poetry, Thank you for your generous and perceptive comments about Asphalt Petunia. Writing it was truly a labor of love.--Michael Escoubas
Posted 04/04/2017 08:35 AM

Jo:
One of my favorite poems. To have noticed...it is everything.
Posted 04/03/2017 09:46 PM

tiddles:
there's something about an observant mind. It shows itself in the creative arts, whether visual, written, acted, or voiced. I'm glad this poet followed his mother's advice. His gift is evident.
Posted 04/03/2017 07:55 PM

vscholtz:
"I almost missed you" - It's all about observation, as my poetry guru often tells me. You have made my gray Wisconsin afternoon a bit more beautiful. Thanks
Posted 04/03/2017 04:33 PM

joecot:
The simplest poems seem most amazing, too. A soft message in a hard world.
Posted 04/03/2017 02:53 PM

barbsteff:
Good poem based on observation. A friend of mine had a Virginia bluebell push its way up through a patch of new asphalt. Plants *will* grow even where they are not planted.
Posted 04/03/2017 11:49 AM

carel:
Michael, your awareness and being present speaks through this lovely poem.
Posted 04/03/2017 10:56 AM

KevinArnold:
That is a truly elegant poem. Very nice.
Posted 04/03/2017 08:32 AM

Jancan:
Short, sweet, and LOVELY! Janice
Posted 04/03/2017 07:54 AM