Forgotten Moments

Tender things soothe us.
Like a kitten’s purr in fall –
Just a moment’s paw(se).

Tombstone Haiku

We are just tombstones,
melting away in the rain.
Soon to be nothing.

My Garden Now

Green beans sprouting in their own time.
Artichokes are still hiding ‘neath the soil.
Radishes perky green and pinky tops glowing.
Dandelions keep attacking the lettuce – Lettuce pray!
Eggplant’s long and waxy shiny tubes in the Sun.
Now that’s why this garden was begun!

Created for the wonderful group at D’verse Poets…. Victoria Slotto’s challenge of writing a quadrille – 44 words incorporating any variety of the word Garden… Extra Surprise – this one is an acrostic! too!