
Elder weed sends up
starry-white flowers,
mini-Queen Anne’s lace.
Its rhizome roots
crowd out hapless
coral bells and astilbe
under our pear tree. Continue reading
Elder weed sends up
starry-white flowers,
mini-Queen Anne’s lace.
Its rhizome roots
crowd out hapless
coral bells and astilbe
under our pear tree. Continue reading
trembling pink stars
cause me to pause,
thankful
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hope is scented like
green tomatoes on the vine,
bitter and earthy
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this green world
teems with bees, toads, and slugs,
we’re never alone
even silence seems happy
when a swallowtail visits
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As the cardinal calls
pretty, pretty, pretty,
apple blossoms
quiver like
cabbage butterflies
in lilac-scented sunshine. Continue reading
Toad teaches to
nap at noon,
hop away from
worries, and
be still.
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waterfall murmurs
a poem of golden light,
celebrating labor
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a burbling song
wind in leaves harmonizes,
summer arpeggios
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towering salvia stalk,
every tiny purple trumpet
is tenderly touched Continue reading
Ouch, watch my leaves!
You’re stepping on my stem! Continue reading
A garden witch
knows when to weed,
when to deadhead.
Lets some things reseed.
Pulls quackgrass,
curly dock, carpet weed,
crab grass. Makes wishes Continue reading