"Dueling poems" about Meadowlark Garden: The 1st by Humble blogger consisting of 8 verses in haiku format (5,7,5 syllabic content), and the 2nd by Loving wife Rose in free verse. Click on photos to enlarge, then click the browser back arrow to return to this page.
Early and Late Peas Growing in Meadowlark Garden in June 2009
Let's go at midnight
to Meadowlark garden and
kiss in full moonlight.
We'll stand by the peas
while raising our glasses to
celebrate nature
and toast sixty-one!
Critters may break silence as
they forage for food.
Our vegetables will
inch up imperceptibly
as your mandolin
sweeps music across
alfalfa fields to a far
farmhouse dark with sleep.
In your wisdom, you
saw a stopping could restart
with a soil's planting
in a garden not
so far away, in earth tilled
by hard working hands
and plants planted with
love? Because you saw, I see
also. We are one!
Meadowlark Garden at Harvest in September 2009
Finally the wind has finished
blowing corn stalks into leaning towers.
Now it turns
to drive October leaves into piles
along
the
remnants
of summer gardens.
Now the chipmunks come slow
or not at all.
They scratch their backs
against the drying stems.
Their dialogue
even as they nibble leftover offerings
is low and content.
Probing gophers beneath the fields
venture outside unhurried now
looking for harvest.
The wise among them
stay inside the burrow
stay inside the burrow
switching tails at winter stores
heaped to survive an early freeze
Lie back. Our gathering is not done.
Even the wind is on the move to reap
it's bounty.
Till the tree limbs bare
and stand still again
we've no need to move at all
except to take our due..."
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