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 nutrition green flowers of the Winter Sun and Rain never savor the unique flavor traced in the Roots of my hands cast Iron pans the voices of boys grown an open Question

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 nutrition green flowers of the Winter Sun and Rain never savor the unique flavor traced in the Roots of my hands cast Iron pans the voices of boys grown an open Question

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.

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.

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