Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Monk Garden

robes flow
over dirty work boots
deep in the garden
seeking pulling the weeds
taking care
work around
the natural violets

2 comments:

  1. These are quite good. Reminded me of a summer, years ago, when I worked at a cemetary. I cut the grass, pulled the weeds along tombstones. Take it as a compliment your poems evoke these memories.

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  2. The garden is the mind. Pull the weeds.
    Keep 'em coming OO.

    hp

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