Two years of an unappreciated garden
Now all gone to unremitting green and brown
How I long for reds and blues
The day sobs out for vibrancy
Need something rare as a hummingbird
Spotted without tear-stained spectacles
Porky-Pig-pink flowers reaching for the sun
But it all takes work
Fertilizer brings relief while wrecking aquifers
So sandy soil
Once the bottom of the Gulf
Holds out for salty seaweeds
Blooming algae
Leaving me a blistering memory
Of our once-fertile
Yet fantasy-driven
Love
Impatient for reality,
Should have known it would be
Achingly
Nutrient-poor
And empty…
© 2017 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: John Everett Millais – Ophelia
Thanks so much for the reblog! I am looking forward to exploring yours!
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