Words

 

I crave the right words.
“They’ll solve any problem”.
Name it. Shame it. Smoke it out. 
Smite it without sentiment. 
I must believe. 
Poetic conceit. OCD
in a river of confusions. 
Order in chaos, 
in the mystery of my 
own despairs, questions, hopes,
doubts. Secrets. 

So… each day I
hunt the elusive truffle,
the best way
to capture a tiny
hidden reward.
I’m not “sad”. Not depressed, really.
I carry stubborn sorrows.
Grief,
and that comes as
a shock. But…

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The Lotty

The Lotty’s looking wild this year
we haven’t been there much
Lockdown saw to most of that
but we’ve still kept in touch

Emily’s been there more than us
and kept it in some shape
but living several miles away
it’s quite a trip to make

So long grass meadow is the norm
with wood chip in between
coupled with a lovely pond
the best we’ve ever seen

Tri-haiku XX (Circular Green)

This circular green
Grown, cut back, abundant now
as summer takes hold

This circular green
A comfort true and fragrant
These summer senses

This circular green
With me, part of me, in me
I am in summer

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Like a pin pierces

The Woodland

I am inferior. Let me say it.

Let it roll on my tongue, get pressed to my inner cheek, let it
fall out to the earth, let the solar rays shine on it,
the rain hammer over it,
the soil encapsulate it,
have it arise.

#Haiku 2: Window

A Butterfly is

Greenhouse

I have a little greenhouse
in a lovely sunny spot
It’s covered in green plastic
and inside it’s pretty hot

At present I am growing
several things from seed
Some courgettes and some lettuce
and some parsnips that we need

Produce (aka ‘Allotment V’)

Imagine our amazement
when this evening on Ham Field
we discovered our allotment
had delivered its first yield
Some courgettes and a squash or two
which in the sunshine haven’t lingered
Leading us to think that we
may well be quite green-fingered!

Allotment III

It’s June and the allotment
is looking like you wouldn’t believe
Far more than I think we hoped for
and more than we could conceive

Little Lavenders

We bought some little lavenders
they arrived once in the post
Came as little seedling plugs
in compost, playing host
At first they were quite tiny
but we put them in the sun
And even though they’re still quite small
I think the time has come

Our Unknowing

May our unknowing lead to breakthroughs and growth,

And our impediments inspire songs of gratitude,

Whether sung aloud or only within our hearts.

Serpent

A road that winds back in on itself, handless creature
of the wood whose crown is dirt,

slow in pace
and intake.

Killing is a long trial,
that begins with observance and waiting. From cool dim morning
to the heat of high noon, darkness inserts itself
into the squeeze of time.

Apple blossom promise

We have a little apple tree
which grows bigger by the year
Its starting to sprout blossom
but no fruit has yet appeared
No matter, for its flowers
show that it is biding time
before producing apples
which I’m sure will taste just fine

Growing Pains

Pretty red dot devours the tip of the knife with
Pretty bad cut and pretty tall shout and a pretty
Fast race to the kitchen sink where I take a bath
In pretty cold water with pretty bad sting and

A new tree

Last year the tree outside our house
got ill and sadly died
And when they said they would replace it
I fear we thought they’d lied
But then to our amazement
just the other day
A little sapling tree appeared
in its place across the way

(not) Gardening

 

Garden needs a tidy up
Jasmine’s overgrown
Passion flower needs cutting back
Some time since grass was mown

Green

 

Green grass
freshly mown
breathe deep
smell the loam

Green shoots
on the trees
sprouting now
into leaves

Spider

 

Twelve months ago our spider plant
Was just a few small fronds
But something’s happened since as if
We’d waved a magic wand

Green

 

‘Neath years of hacked back overgrowth
The border stolen from our view
Is now transformed as nature
Covers it with grass anew

Pathways

The path we take is not always easy to tread.
Cobblestone walkways whilst add warmth.
A welcoming atmosphere.
Visually – unsurpassed, quaint, intricate.

See You Soon

See You Soon

What are those big ugly things?

Caterpillars asked about her wings.

She knew they wouldn’t understand

Just Being Around

Moments passing as balloons high

At the top of a rhythmic vibe

Rolling in togetherness, we fly

A constant caress to imbibe

daughters – haiku

where did my infants go?

two arrows fly free
beauty, kind hearts and laughter
a sparkling treasure