Legacy of the Green Monster

Legacy of the Green Monster
 
An odd green monster
 Resides within the corner 
  Of my kitchen sink –
Mouth open,
Stomach rumbling,
  		Whispering feed me – feed me now -
Ready to receive scraps of wilted salad,
 Spicy pie,
  		Pasta sauce and olive pits
   			With bits of Tuesday’s stew -
Not fretting when it’s musty perfume
 	 Mingles with strawberries
   		Past their prime –
Banana peels -
Or
Tattered leaves swept from the floor
 	Dragged in on furry paws;
No sweet smelling new mown hay;
The useless and expired
  	Now expelled from the monster’s grip,
A smorgasbord of the over ripe,
The underdone, 
  		The scorched and slightly singed 
Mingling – Maturing -
Ever ripening in 
A mountain growing by the house
To once again revive growth,
	With discarded apple cores
		And sweet potato peels - 
This pungent bisque spread on sleeping garden beds
When springtime wakes the earth
 From hibernation
Only to find tomato plants
Growing in the strangest places.

Contest - All About the Environment
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Watt Avatar
March 14, 2020 at 11:41 PM
Thought from the title maybe this might be an homage to Ted Williams and Carl Yastrzemski at Fenway Park, lol! No, but this was better. My first home had a compost heap in the back yard. Didn't smell great, but we had the best looking Brussels Sprouts on the block! Plus, we always had a place to throw our banana peels, watermelon rinds, and coffee grounds. Very enjoyable write, Sam. Keep 'em coming ~ John
Kauffman Avatar
February 17, 2020 at 10:43 PM
Thank you so much Connie. Somehow I feel better about throwing away the over ripe - past the prime food I find at the back of the frig by composting - seems to make new life possible! It is a reality of our times. Hugs!
Marcum Wong Avatar
February 17, 2020 at 5:29 PM
This is a great example of the reality we live with daily Sam. Using compost on our gardens is the best way to have our gardens safely thrive. Excellent my friend! Congratulations on your win! : ) xxoo
Lamoureux Avatar
February 17, 2020 at 9:36 AM
Congrats on your second place in my second chance contest. Thanks for entering. ;0)
Kauffman Avatar
February 17, 2020 at 10:52 AM
Thank you so much Richard. I loved your original theme on the environment. And, I wanted this poem to be a reminder that composting gives "food" a second chance to return life to life!
Gauthier Avatar
November 20, 2019 at 7:30 PM
Not particularly appetizing but decidedly well written. Well done, Sam. Enjoyed.
Kauffman Avatar
November 21, 2019 at 1:59 PM
Hi Line, Glad you enjoyed! Was thinking about how all that "waste" could regenerate life - remembering how, in the spring, I find tomato plants in the oddest places. As always, thank you for your feedback and support!
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