how does your garden grow?
lush and green
or struggling and lean
do you tend those shoots
so they extend their roots
and supply fruits
or neglect them so they seed
do you pull out the weed
so you can grow a good feed
D’Verse, garden n 44 words, Victoria
I have the ultimate brown thumb!
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lol sadly some do but I’m sure you shine in other ways!
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Smiling I am…..remembering the nursery rhyme my mother used to recite to me:
Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
how does your garden grow?
🙂 Thanks for the memories!
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I almost went there, myself!
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Ah, such an excellent poem here! The two types of gardeners, the ones who tend and the ones who neglect. You describe this perfectly, Kate. I love this poem, especially the first stanza. Fantastic poem and take on the prompt!
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some of this and some of that in the poem and in my response to it 🙂 Good one, Kate.
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Excellent rhyming in this one, Kate! You blew my socks off 🙂
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Ha! This is exactly my kind of gardening – benign neglect! Sparky plants, waters, and harvests. Because he mulches around the plants the weeds are at a minimum. We do all organic gardening and forego the chemicals. What the bugs get is kind of our offering to the earth for the bounty we receive. We are in the midst of the tomato explosion. I’m looking at having to make some sauces to can if Sparky can’t eat enough to keep up with the harvest!!
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A garden lesson right there!
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Very nicely done Kate. Great questions. This year I did better than some previous ones.
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Marvelous poem Kate!
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You said it all – in a nut shell 😃
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Gardening can be therapeutic for some. My wife’s like that. I used to garden to please my partner. Although, gardening with bare hands can be very centering.
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I do love my little courtyard garden Kate, and my friends , Phillip the penguin, and the wise owl Oscar…🐧🦉🌺🌿
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Mine is just in a rampant growth phase because of monsoon.
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I would prefer winter any day. Not a fan of humid weather
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Clever use of rhyme and verse in this one, Kate. I see this being in a collection of poetry for young readers.
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The rhyming was delightful in this piece. I think I began to sing it as it reminded me of songs that I have sung with toddlers.
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lovely poem
I don’t have a garden though…cramped India
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Your poem makes me smile! 🙂
We love to garden…some indoor plants, many outdoor plants, trees, and some years a veggie garden. 🙂
HUGS!!! 🙂
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Take out the weeds and provide love for it to bear juicy fruits. Yummy 🙂 😛
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I’m with Dr. Universe with this one, I have a Garage Garden due to lack of space and some pot plants. Lovely poetry, Kate 🙂 I very much enjoyed the rhymes.
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If I consider the garden my children, then I treat them tenderly, with a bit of stern thrown in the mix. As for flowers, I have two black thumbs 😉
Great one.
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The first line reminds me of The Secret Garden.
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Excellent poem, Kate! This reminded me of how my dad tends him plants!
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What a wonderful garden poem in 44 words. Well done.
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clever rhymes, dear Kate! Either way, I think you’ll do gardening great!
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That’s a good analogy, Kate! Reminds me of “tend to your own garden” only you said it so much better.
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I love to do a little bit of both… we cannot spend all the time with gardening.
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A garden can teach us much about life. If we want things to thrive and bloom, we must tend to those things with love and care. Great poem! 🙂
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“neglect them so they seed” hit me because every year I try to grow basil and it has always ended early in the season because I can’t use it fast enough to pick it before going to seed. This year I have been picking it and freezing it and it is growing great.
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This was a wonderful garden poem, Kate. We have to do a little of both, I think!
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I enjoyed this.
* taps own head * Knocking on wood that my plants have done well this summer. I suspect because I am working from home, I see them more and can answer those questions and attend to their needs.
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I too have few plants and water them every morning and take care of them just like a mother takes care of her child. I loved the picture of this blossoming flower, Kate. Lovely poem.
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Sunflower looks so happy with this wonderful poem of yours Kate.
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I just made some salsa out of several plum tomatoes and a yellow and green pepper from my garden… plus some herbs and onion 🙂
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I was told i dont have green thumb. I was quilty of murdering my mom’s plants back then..lol..surprisingly, when i asked for a quotation to have my garden fix by a landacaper, and the amount seemed to be over the top, i started planting my own flower garden and now 10 yrs after i have a beautiful garden back home..
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Well, Kate…
This summer, the sunshine bright
sure encouraged the plants’ might
Just…remember to water each night
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Kate, kindness you generously endow,
yet I beg, for myself, you’ll allow,
as Cincinnatus, a return to the plow
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With silver bells and cockle shells 🙂 I like the alternating questions, yes – which garden indeed.
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Well, metaphorically, I need to pull some weeds. 🙂
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