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Love on the Allotment
Their love on the allotment bloomed in early Spring
This was a lasting passion, no fleeting seasonal fling
The seeds of it were scattered in an afternoon of planting
Which concluded in Myfanwy’s shed with groans and furtive panting
While Carwyn sowed his sunflower seeds she tended to his plums
They shared a packet of McVities best, nibbling on the crumbs
When Spring turned i...
Tuesday 7th November 2023 5:39 pm
Peace In The Garden
Memory is elastic
and I can’t help but stretch it
thinking back to chasing sunsets
Atop my motorbike in Thailand
enthralled and awed
complete abandon
I never believed
that moment could be bettered
I never thought
life could be more generous
The air is hot today
frogs skitter on the pond
flowers all in bloom
A cat curled on the deck
the outstretched arms of summertime
Gentle, ease...
Saturday 1st July 2023 10:12 am
Rain
25.03.20
Thunder rumbles and I wonder
What change will this bring?
The sky darkens, and clouds swell
Pregnant with the promise of rain
A single drop begins to fall
And our apcalypse garden sings with new life
Thursday 13th May 2021 9:46 am
A Belabored Gardening Metaphor
Fertility varies from place to place.
In my hometown, cilantro would take over
The yard if you weren’t careful. Some
People don’t like the smell, but I loved
The fragrant flood of mulch and pollen
Whenever I mowed. (It was the only joy
I found in mowing.) A cilantro haze
Always encircled by volunteer chilis
Standing as spicy sentinels guarding
The perimeter of the lawn with indifference.
Wednesday 15th May 2019 6:58 am
Sunset Over Lupset (August 1968)
Sunset Over Lupset (August 1968)
Lupset sunsets smelled of bonfires,
undercut with new mown grass,
wild mint by the kitchen window,
treasures in the strawberry patch.
Father sat with pint of shandy,
The mower cooling in the shade,
the rake stowed by the garden shed,
the kids with sparkling lemonade.
Summer sun dips on the estate
dragging shadows from th...
Friday 11th May 2018 5:13 pm
Home Sweet Gnome
Saturday 1st June 2013 12:05 am
The Rose
The flowers unfold
as I pick the rose
walking in the park
way after dark
with my boyfriend.
I lift the rose
as i climb the fence
wondering what the passer-by thinks
of me and my boyfriend.
he lends me a hand
as he stands on the pavement
smiling with his eyes
this handsome man,
my boyfriend.
the passer-by stops
as i be...
Tuesday 19th January 2010 9:21 am
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