the sweet glow of summer rests,
ripened to golden on cheeks,
as fastidious fingers tug and pull
that which is not meant 
to take root

a curious breeze blows welcomed secrets,
as deliciously sore muscles 
and hard-earned sweat 
unearth truths once hidden 
beneath the now upturned
soil and rocks

anxious leaves rustle a whispered concerto in the tree tops,
as she gathers herself in handfuls,
piece by organically grown piece,
leaving behind for fertilizer 
that which is no longer useful
above ground

and when the work for today is done,
she rests,
under the blue light of the August moon,
ready for the change a’comin’

-image credit Pinterest

Reposted today for dVerse Poets Open Link Night. Have a look!

Also shared as part of Mindlovemisery’s tale weaver #83. Check it out!

30 thoughts on “Gardening

  1. I admire those who can nurture and work on a garden. Love the details, as one season ends, and another comes along~

    Thanks for linking up with D’verse ~

    • Me too, both the earthen gardens as well as the gardens of life. It’s hard work, but so rewarding. Thanks for hosting and for the opportunity!

  2. Love so very much about this — most especially that blue moon of August — and the anxious leaves rustling a worried concerto. Your imagery evokes something new about the ending of summer and the coming of autumn that I’ve not thought of before. The anxiousness of nature as it awaits what comes for absolutely certainty — that aging process that even the leaves must go through. But they do attain a glorious burst of color first, right? Kind of like the joi d vivre (or however you spell that!) of the couple leaping in your header photo! πŸ™‚
    Beautifully written piece. Thanks so much for sharing at dVerse! πŸ™‚

    • Aging is an absolute certainty, even in nature, and yes! They DO attain that glorious burst of color first! We can only hope to tend our gardens and do the very same. What a lovely insight, lillian. Thank you so very much for sharing.πŸ’œ

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