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Light and dark Are equal, Nothing else. The garden Is in flux, Reaching for T shirts Whilst pulling off Its winter coat, Snowdrops fading Amidst Spring brightness, Crab apples clothed In green, Birch and beech Naked And bare. Soon, The … Continue reading
The garden Unlaces its stays And exhales, Sitting back and Relishing the freedom. Time poverty, Benign neglect And Autumn Conspire To bring dissipation: Plants loll And jostle, Leaning against Their tipsy friends; Like squatters, Weeds take advantage Of the laxness, … Continue reading
In the garden June Plays its own Music, Winter melodies Long forgotten, Spring’s gentle strains But a lingering haunt. June is strident, Brash, A clash of cymbals And resonant bass, Wild and innovative, Steady, rhythmic and dependable – All familiar … Continue reading
We are born, We die, And in between We live lives Of varying degrees Of usefulness, Our impact Subtle or Dramatic. In our gardens The plants Are the same, From humble weed To mighty oak; Born from seed Or Adam’s … Continue reading
After weeks without, The ground is dry And unforgiving, Plants parched And gasping For relief. Guilty watering Barely Wets their lips; This humanitarian gesture, This act of pity, Is sadly too late For some And it will be The strong … Continue reading
Blogging For six years, And rambling too (vases came later); From brief And private Beginnings Came years Of friendship, Inspiration, And so much more: Many words, Many gifts, and A greater understanding Of my garden, Of the world And of … Continue reading