Garden: Tumult

Mighty squash, its canopy of leaves

Embracing each of its tiny babies,

Wrestles with cherry tomatoes,

Each arguing vociferously over room.

Squash, waving unsubtle leaves,

Shouts out its dominance,

As it shields baby lettuce

From the rapacious sun

Too hot for tender shoots.

Dainty leaves of cherry tomatoes

Bristle along long arms jacketed in wire,

Clusters of fruit at the ready.

The tumult continues through

Long summer days

Beneath the hum of bees and ladybugs

Nestling in lavender and marigold,

Until the crisper air of fall

Withers arms and browns leaves.

We are alike now,

Battle-scarred and shrunken,

Awaiting the flounce of spring’s gentle ruffling--

Another opportunity to strut our stuff.

Reviews

[Shep]

I love this poem let's tend the soil togeather.

[FJ Davis]

Extremely imaginative; lyrically portrayed imagery; imagery, quite nearly, in HD.
Vegetable and floral stuff-strutting of the highest order.
And, hopefully, come next spring, plenty of human female stuff-strutting, as well.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A fury of words leads the reader to tempt our own needs, very well penned adn great use of language, well done, great read.