Tag: garden poetry

  • Change of Season

    change of season i contemplated Not planting seeds this Spring not singing Praise of budding fruits, forgetting my watering can let come what may but couldn’t turn away from the Winter broccoli sowed in the bleakest moment of the shortest day i would never Receive what i was owed what i sewed… a quilt of…

  • Change of Season

    change of season i contemplated Not planting seeds this Spring not singing Praise of budding fruits, forgetting my watering can let come what may but couldn’t turn away from the Winter broccoli sowed in the bleakest moment of the shortest day i would never Receive what i was owed what i sewed… a quilt of…

  • When the Developers Come

    my shadow will loom long when they come. wasps in the lavender bushes will strike out angrily. fire ants will crawl up their pants. the bees and the mantid in the dragon breath will be disturbed. the mint will cover the tangled strawberries and the groundcover will be hiding asparagus spears ready for harvest.

  • Praying in the Garden

    Praying in the Garden

    She told me to slow down and think about the consequences of my actions. I protested that there are many urgent matters that need to be prioritized. She answered that meditation would save me a lot of time in the long run.

  • We Are Who We Are

  • We Are Who We Are

  • Evening Gardening

    the ancient aroma of lavender permeates the memory of a moment.

  • A moment in time

    Sunlight reflecting on rippling water creates riches that no one can claim their own.