Monday, April 06, 2015

 

Saving the flowers

I love haiku that tell a story-- which is a challenge in such few words.  Still, Mary Senneka did this beautifully last week:

Houses are torn down.
Plants rescued from friend's gardens.
I plant memories.


And I knew our resident gardener, Christine, would have something good to say:

Dirt beneath my nails
I raise my hands to my nose
Inhale, awaken

The carrots poke green
as orange roots reach deep, deeper
In the sleeping soil

The soil warms, I sow
cosmos, zinnias, pink, blue
seeds pluck my heart strings

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