Gardener’s delight

You can probably tell that I am embracing the Spring-time vibe, and the dusting of optimism it brings. Winter will always be my #1, and it’s ok for Spring to be nice.

This poem uses the rhythm and rhyme of a repetition to create a sense of melodic harmony, or at least that is my intention. Let me know what you think by leaving a comment.

Note: In Aotearo New Zealand, sweet potatoes are known as kūmara. If we had a national vegetable they would be it. https://www.vegetables.co.nz/vegetables-a-z/kumara-kumara/

Our kūmara vines
Dreaming of kūmara vines
Sitting in an orchard
when the weather is fine
The rich harvest of ripe fruit
Soft butterfly wings
Living in the sun, here with you

Dreaming of kūmara vines
Sitting in an orchard
Days stretch into infinite time
Harvesting all that we have sown
A wind rustles leaves
Remembering seasons/how we have grown

Dreaming of kūmara vines
Sitting in an orchard
Warmth and sunshine are mine
Watching tendrils wrap around trunks
Grounded, ethereal, divine.
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