pulling weeds
knees kiss the ground
beneath the cedars
scent of life on my fingers
planting seeds row on row
day after day
like a mother in wait,
shoots breaking ground
© Tournesol ‘15/12/01
Poetry ~ Waka
pulling weeds
knees kiss the ground
beneath the cedars
scent of life on my fingers
planting seeds row on row
day after day
like a mother in wait,
shoots breaking ground
© Tournesol ‘15/12/01

trees shedding tippets
crackling spread underfoot
adorn the ground
trees shedding tippets
turning in
season’s long sleep
crackling spread underfoot
awaits winter’s white blanket
foliaged berth
adorn the ground
making way for winter,
different shades of brown
© Tournesol ’15