I do not have a garden
And my thumb is far from green.
The plants I’ve managed not to kill
Are few and far between.
But when I’m at my country house,
Where things grow out of whack,
I take my trusty clippers
And I cut the darn things back.
Unwanted weeds and bushes
Get their branches quickly snipped,
Unprepared for the attack by that
With which I am equipped.
The next time I am here, I’ll have to
Do it all again,
But at least I made a little dent
Until I don’t know when.
As part of our dissent-day hitch
We staged a protest in Greenwich
While one of this town
Tried putting us down
It’s great seeing people so rich
They hedge their bets
Mimicking long fallen leaves
Swaying in Winter’s cold
Soaking up the faint sunshine
Waiting for the door to open
The “waiter” to appear
Immediate “seating” for all
A medley of favorites
Cast before them
A twittering of thanks
A weary eye for the hawk
And on to a bustling buffet
Served on the pristine white
Of last night’s coating of snow
Quilt of rough and smooth
stitched together by hedgerows
stained by light and shade
Bitcoin’s not a hedge
It’s a permanent SOLUTION
For the PROBLEM of inflation
It’s a timely revolution
Yes, Bitcoin’s not a hedge
When the money printers run
But it is a bold SOLUTION
And remains the only one
When the money that you earn
Buys you less and less each year
It’s the money printers fault
So blame inflation for your fear
Though Bitcoin’s not a hedge
It has a hard and fixed supply
And a steady rate of issue
So the time is right to buy
Yes, Bitcoin’s not a hedge
Against inflation, it is true
But it is a great SOLUTION
To keep wealth for me and you
Coming from within a rising hedge
Of voluptuous white oleander -
I sensed a turmoil; one writhe
Seduced better than before
And within the naked boughs
Of some palo verde - in a rustle
Of few leaves - I thought I saw
Among them a potential
So quick and sullen, I almost not
Deemed it worthy a mention
Until a lone grackle squawked
That vernal suspicion
Then the wind flirted with a sage
Whose mane shimmied - fervid -
As if the breath of Earth had encouraged
Spring to dance for him.
The hedge sat quietly on the side street while people passed by on their daily chores
She bathed in spring and summer so sweet as red roses and campion grew by her side watching and listening while family's grew and died
Meandering colours of Persian jewels daisy's and buttercups she shelters sunflowers reach the sky protected from the northern bluster
Sometimes she would get a trim to her sides
As she grew even higher birds made nests or sometimes stop to rest or hide from the sparrow hawk
She would listen to children play and adults talk
Wondering what life would be like to live this way
And when you pass by take a thought for the hedge stands today like her brothers and sisters throughout the globe
And even in the cold of winter refuge can be found
In the hedge
Hedge
Nature won't be tamed
His hedge grows tall, needs cutting
My view is softened
5-7-5 syllables checked with howmanysyllables.com
25 June 2022
a miniscule poem I write
sitting on my window ledge
late at night
the evening light falls
while moonlight bathes my hedge
my creative thoughts call
sending word shimmers
like tiny wedges
they glimmer
a miniscule poem I write
while moonlight bathes my hedge
they glimmer
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4 /4 / 2022
to God made a pledge
will thank when He removes wedge
helped me cut my hedge
God always believe
in church Him we will receive
gave us a reprieve
God seems so splendid
all my many sins ended
He had intended
of God I am fond
our thinking He is way beyond
have a common bond
God gave His blessing
go to church up am dressing
sins are confessing
could be a crisis
while God always suffices
full of surprises
Enclosed around Almighty’s triumph-hedge
Comforted from frustrating downfall pain
Soul uplifted offers stewardship pledge
For praise-filled worship midst gratitude reign
Driven along service of great faith gain.
Secured inside great fortress* of truth fence
Heart is reproved against lurking pretense
While buttressed from skeptic mocking doubt
For serene bliss along pardon incense
Shared freely during times of reaching out.
*Psalm 91:2 I will say of the LORD, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.
October 11, 2020
Honorable Mention, "COMPLETELY YOUR CHOICE(29) any theme any form" Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 10/20/2020.
Our Privacy Hedge
By Miracle Man
July 31, 2020
Years past due was our Privet Hedge’s trim,
once long ago this hedge always looked prim.
Severe pruning has made survival look slim,
But rain is bringing revival to each bare stem.
This hedge grows at the back of our place,
when I decided to give this area a fresh face.
Something that might become a showcase,
now, perhaps with a fence, I’ll have to replace.
For years it had grown and was 12 foot high,
why it was neglected, I can’t remember why.
Because of my decision to cut back in July,
if this hedge should perish, I’ll be the bad guy.
While there may be less maintenance in a ceder fence,
Mocking Birds don’t build nests on cedar fences.
Tom
Hedge abot Pledge to Leep From Ledge
we would have to hedge
about us making a pledge
channel we must dredge
Jim Horn
dunnocks and robins
paired up and nesting
winter moths active
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hidden nest… feeding
collecting food… not insects
bad summer weather
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