I went out to the garden
looking for spelling bees
there were many beside me—
a bumble bee entered foxglove’s bell
it was not the one I seek
then one buzzed my head
anxious at my presence
to say the word
say the word
dVerse prompt for a quadrille using the word spell
Out of the mist
in silver glow
comes a voice
I did not know
This earth is mine
tend it well
all firs and the pine
A breath for me
and a breath for you
NaPoWriMo Day 25 prompt to write an aisling
Tomato said, “I will speak for the life of the sauce that finds me squashed or diced and sometimes whole.
Fig said, “I will speak for the jam that sweetens my flavor in a delightful spread on biscuit.
Onion said, “I belong in every garden, in every dish and in your tears.
NaPoWriMo Day 20 prompt to write a poem that anthropomorphizes food.
into the garden
from the dragonfly
as the sun
on the rippled
waters of pond
with trowel and seed
to last all day
pluck a weed
NaPoWriMo Day 19 prompt to write a command poem. This is my garden commanding me to get to work.
I want to know what makes a flower bloom
My tulips look like I planted upside down
Iris are all green with lanky stalk
Lilies look so small and disarrayed
Is it the lack of nutrients in the soil
Or winter’s low shading of the sun
My pear tree must have flower to fruit
Without blooms peas and beans retreat
Do not waste away another day
It’s time to fertilize fertilize fertilize
NaPoWriMo Day 16 prompt to write a curtal sonnet.
Write about a seed in the garden
how it was placed in rich soil
when temperature warmed
your patience required
before there was a sprout
NaPoWriMo Day 4 prompt to write a prompt poem concerning a prompt.
I thought it was Spring
but things are not always what they seem
last night it snowed
wind whipped over my rose
will the buds survive
as weather drops below twenty five
dVerse prompt on proverb or adage. “Things are not always what they seem” from Aesop’s Fables Bee-keeper and the Bees. I thought we were having an early Spring here in the NW. Not so.
soil is loose and ready
celery cabbage kale
chard favas beets
made it through
kept warm under snowfall
now start to grow
nibbled by rabbit and slugs
buds swell on the fig
red of rhubarb emerges
dVerse prompt to write a quadrille and use the nibble word.
I have forgotten what breakfast tastes like. Although it is known as the most important meal of the day, I sleep through it. No smells of bacon and coffee brewed. It is winter and I am asleep in my bed. Outside the plants do the same. They are not yet ready to be uncovered.
deep roots in soil
keep life suspended in time
waiting for new warmth
dVerse prompt for a winter haibun
Young and sweet
pick a beet
dVerse prompt to use a line from the lyrics of Dancing Queen by ABBA