Back to the Garden
to revive the lost souls
I have forgotten
Remove the dessicated leaves
fried by the sun
Offer them up
to the Earth again
Food for generations to come
Bring forth
better beginnings
with compost and care
sprinkle and spray
Test my green thumb
weather of the day
Mindful of the minutiae
keep harm at bay
Aware and watchful
streaks of slime
a snail's trail
arrival of aphids
sucking up sap
intense heat
limp leaves
soil deplete
Self-seeded tomatoes
in my West facing backyard
not yet ripened
by Melbourne's Summer sun
return for another round
As do savoured memories
straight from the vine
the first of the season's spoils
shall we get the comments happening here?! I don't think you need the last line Mimmalisa ... and I would think about reordering the three before ... so it could be --
ReplyDeleteAs do those memories
straight from the vine
first of the season's spoils
Fair point. Thanks for the feedback Kit! It's all a work in progress. Just like the garden, I'm tending to my words, attempting to thin out the plants, minimise the pests and manage the weeds....
DeleteLovely Mimmalisa! The first two lines are great...strong opener and so relateable to me : )
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