Stoop and Conquer

In spring and summer most of my time is used in the garden

at times I think I have too much garden

 

Picking and plucking along the ground

weeds are like words in my garden

 

Time to share with hummingbirds and bees

who bury themselves in plants of the garden

 

Slugs don’t stand a chance if they climb through my fence

I will murder them if they enter green garden

 

I could buy a bag of peppers from the grocery store

would rather I harvest from plants in the garden

 

Joy of seeing a chipmunk or black-capped chickadee

as they pick out seeds from the garden

 

Now I know why my beans didn’t grow

because of that mole in my garden

 

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dVerse prompt to write a ghazal

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Stoop and Conquer

April in the Garden

today the soil is cold

my hands soak in the dirt and the chill

peas must be planted

their roots the lovers of the frigid ground

transplanted before they become tangled

or bound in their pots

my bare hands grow stiff and weak

today I will work with stone

wear gloves and carry each one

to its place at the edge of the garden

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Most of the time when I am gardening I don’t wear gloves.  

I like to feel the earth, break the clods, pluck the weeds,

plant the seeds.

April in the Garden