you stake a fence
around your garden.
tomatoes, some peppers,
a few carrots
and radishes.
nothing to write
home about.
it's a small garden
in a small
yard, and you really
don't know what
you're doing.
but you want to see
what gives. what's
possible with a few
seeds and water,
some tending of
weeds, and an effort
to keep the rabbits
at bay. it's a
start. everything
is a start before
it ends.
Friday, December 7, 2012
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i only like the icing
my mama made me cupcakes
and sent them us mail.
i would have got them sooner-
damn'd boyfriend needed bail.
wild critters trawled my parcel.
buggers noshed themselves bemused
but left something for my trouble
and that something sorta oozed.
no gastronomes, them critters.
selective but no taste.
(thank gawd) i only like the icing,
bleeding cake is just a waste.
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