lackluster weeding
humid weekend afternoon,
scent of roses
Copyright 2021 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes: The subtle scent of cottage roses lifts my spirits. A little fertilizer last year has made all the difference. I hope your garden is repaying your efforts with the invisible magic of scents.
Write your story
for words are
perfect petals
that bring color
to the world.
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yellow manes,
faces tilted toward the sun
ROAR of color
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I won’t focus on shadows.
I won’t hide my head.
I’ll open to the sun
like the tiny phlox
that blooms,
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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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Bitter-scented tomato vines
rub elbows with zucchinis
behind fireworks of kale. Continue reading
June came late,
after May rains slanted,
and gardens were planted. Continue reading
Seeing the same four walls
in this endless
pandemic confinement,
but imagining far fields,
wildflowers bobbing,
waterfalls singing, Continue reading
When the anesthesia mask is tightened,
I won’t think of scalpels.
No, sir.
I’ll remember the way wildflowers dance,
humming with honeybees.
Yes, ma’am. Continue reading
daydreams of flying,
white wings, soaring, gliding
on every breeze Continue reading
As leaves drop
and flowers fade,
summer lingers in
memories made.
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