Garden Magic
Deep in each small seed
A mystery lies buried
Only sun and rain
Can create the magic spell
That will free the hidden prize
A red tomato
Or a yellow sunflower
Captured in a shell
Waiting to at last uncurl
To the gardener’s delight
A place for poems and pics
Garden Magic
Deep in each small seed
A mystery lies buried
Only sun and rain
Can create the magic spell
That will free the hidden prize
A red tomato
Or a yellow sunflower
Captured in a shell
Waiting to at last uncurl
To the gardener’s delight
In Celebration of Green Beans
We planted rows of beans.
Surrounded them with fencing – the kind
to keep rabbits from nibbling on the tender
shoots. We watered, weeded, cheered
when their white flowers were pollinated by bees.
Now we are holding a celebration in honor of
fresh green beans.
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The Reality of Gardens
On winter days I spend a great deal of time thinking about my flower beds. Outside the wind is blowing wisps of snow around the corner of the house and only the hardiest birds come to the feeders. I stay hunkered down with my dreams and schemes and plans for next summers perfect garden.
When spring sashays her way across the yard I’m faced with more weeds than buds. So begins the relentless battle with ground ivy and winter cress, which have been patiently waiting for those first warm rays of sunshine. My ideal garden vanishes in a puff of reality and I am happy to scatter some seeds in the empty patches of dirt. I’m pretty sure the bees and butterflies don’t visit for the aesthetics.
Outdoor gallery
Blooms of multi-colored zinnias
Abstract garden art
D’Verse Poets Pub – Poetics with poisonous plants
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A Healing Garden
I will purge my pretty garden of
its foxglove poison
Plow under the toxic nightshade and
noxious belladonna
Take a hatchet to the deadly hemlock
Rip out the baneful wolfsbane
and let my garden heal itself with fields
Of golden dandelion, mallows, yarrow
And St John’s Wort
Poems of Garden Gnomes – FORM FRIDAY – TANKA
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Morning Tanka
dawn arrives in pink
spread across the horizon
a sparkling gem
replacing the dark blanket
night tossed over the garden
Carpe Diem’s Writing and Enjoying Haiku #2 no rules
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summer rain
the garden sighs
with relief
We recently visited the Millbrook Marsh in State College, PA. A great place for fishing, bird watching, and plant and insect identification.

This is the main education building
I really liked this small building with ivy growing over the door and painted walls

This painted bench was in one of the fields

What a great gate leading to the pollinator garden
Carpe Diem #1129 friendship
side by side
tending life’s garden
true friends
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At Carpe Diem Haiku Kai we continue our Journey to Santiago with Paulo
Coelho
Carpe Diem #1028 “sadness”
what a great quote as our inspiration –
[…] “Sadness is but a wall between two gardens.” […] Khalil Gibran
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on the other side
flowers bloom with abandon
my garden weeps
bright rising moon
shines on farmer’s garden
rabbit eating peas