MUD

Mud Ice cold Slithering Squishy welcome Tickled by the worms Softening Winter’s edge Cheering the Jonquils sunrise Awakening the pond turtles Harbinger of Spring’s latent beauty Soothing the hands of early gardeners

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Sara Kendrick

Date: 3/8/2024 2:48:00 AM

Congratulations on your winner in Tania's contest. Way to go. Thanks for sharing it with us. My husband hasn't been able to contain himself since the weather warmed up just a little. He has already planted some onion sets and beets. Sara K

Linda Alice Fowler

Date: 3/4/2024 9:55:00 AM

Ah, love this one John. Nothing more therapeutic than working in the dirt. ;) Congratulations! :)

Paula Goldsmith

Date: 3/4/2024 7:50:00 AM

Congratulations on your win. I enjoyed reading your fun "MUD" write. I love the springtime/the best time of the year. Can we leave the mud off??? More wash for me... Have a wonderful day/week writing away..........

Tania Kitchin

Date: 3/3/2024 1:04:00 PM

John, congratulations on your winning placement with your creative poem! Mud is my least favorite part of Spring.

Hilda Greenhough

Date: 2/16/2024 8:24:00 PM

The first poem of mud I've heard. It is a good poem and just in time to ready the gardens.

Jerry Brotherton

Date: 2/16/2024 3:32:00 PM

A lovely poem, my friend.

Constance La France

Date: 2/16/2024 3:23:00 PM

John, wonderful poem, oh yes, I forgot about those squishy worms in Spring, as a kid I lived near a pond and the baby turtles escaped everywhere, blessings, Constance