Short Composted Poems

Grappling with problems.
The hands in being now
Occupied with this
Unburdened somehow.
Digging up the weed
Dead heading flower.
Cares of the housewife
Composted this hour....

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Leaves of orange, brown,ochre and gold twirl and swirl in
autumnal breeze


This golden gown drifts to the forest floor. Tree
shivers as limbs exposed


yet her vibrant shawl blankets the ground until it's
composted to earth...

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Week's end rain
Pit, pat, drip, flood
Mud, slush, slide

Water overflowing and rising
Muddy water
Wash the fields
Prepare for the spring

Leaves composted
Prepare the soil for the seed's
Nurturing to great fruit bearers
Majestic gardener is at work today....

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Listen to poem:

Crop Rows as The Way Things Ought to Grow
David J Walker

Your rain falls uniformly in a
Row on gardens that grow in a
Straight-line while

Mine is subject to the
Wind and sun and falls in 

Layers of composted Ataxia
Keeping in  mind 

The perception of the aesthetics 
of perfection that is packaged

in the planning of crop rows
as the way things ought to grow...

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A poet full of noise you empty of sound
A pilgrimage you have trodden under ground

With every seed that nature drops
Without rain the seeds will wither out

Is this the time of the season
Have the nightingale lost their song

Immortality does not exist
A voice composted seeps into the abyss

Who will hasten to regenerate
A poet’s noise from an empty space

Will anyone rebel against conformity
Or join the pilgrimage of the poets plight...

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