Monday, 11 April 2016

31 poems

In our garden today

Peonies foliage in hues of green and russet
Forsythia, a blanket of golden stars
shining brightly in the pouring rain
sparrows swoop to feed, squabbling
perching precarious on stone birdbath
plastic sheeting on the lawn holds
mountains of soil
borrowed cement mixer brazenly orange
proudly adorns patio, its job complete
with a cluster of discarded decking planks
well rotted, bags of sharp sand, remains
of plants pruned to make way
Delivered eight hundred and fifty
new bricks  moved and neatly stacked
by the two of us ,retirees
feeling fairly ancient today

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