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Our Cucumbers

Together – he and I – him and me We grow things in abundance Green beans, tomatoes, squash Okra, calves, chicks and pigs Guineas and turkeys, some kittens A puppy who is mostly grown But never too old to play Together – we – us – our Hearts thrive on a world Of abundance, plenty, wealth In rich, black earth that gets Nutrients from a downpour Pounding the ground and bouncing Drops off the rocky path Together – he and I – him and me We listen to friends who bicker Consuming time with quarrels Never thinking about how this dispute Can grow, like our cucumbers Vining their way from a short word One weed, to something you can’t pull up A vine that leaves you feeling Lost, lonely, silent Amid the beautiful blooms That proceed the vegetable And the tired ache that throbs Inside a heart who is breaking From the sorrow of squabbling
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Hankins Avatar
April 5, 2021 at 7:41 PM
Truly fine work, Regina. I enjoyed your fun with "he and I - him and me." The former is nominative, the latter objective. But, you know that!!! Love the vegetable metaphor, too.
Summers Avatar
April 5, 2021 at 5:25 PM
Great poem Regina. I really liked the “he and I...we us...” thing you had going on and the notion of a dispute taking on the characteristics of a growing cucumber. John
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