Surprise treasure from the Earth
Pushing up shattered pieces of art
Like volcanoes forming islands
Over the millennia
Broken, delicate
A message brought
By flooding rain
Pounding the dirt
That once absorbed
The free mulch
Mountains of mulch
At the city recycling center
Shoveled into garbage bags
Brought home to be dumped
On a ten by twelve garden spot
Productive for years
In healthier days
Now evolved into a
Radio Control car track
And later, a robot walkway
Yesterday, I tripped and saw
A piece of cement etched with
A trinity of painted leaves
Once someone’s garden step-stone
To me, a message from the trees
Fighting its way
Via granular convection
To the surface of my flooded
Back yard
To remind me
Rain, heat and humidity
While uncomfortable
Bring much-needed growth…


(c) 2018 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: Track with prize of leaves & mulch

NPR free mulch pile sm px



    1. Hey, Rob, so glad you commented. I cannot get on your site to comment anymore. I keep getting Gravatar and I keep signing up or logging in but you’re locked down tight! LOL about the Beatles cup. Gift from my son but they are made of bamboo, so good guess πŸ˜€

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    2. Rob, I was able to follow the link you gave me and listened to your incredible song (I left a comment). So sorry about your friend but you created a wonderful tribute! BTW, I see that I am “following” you so not sure what is going on but will try to keep up maybe through the Reader.

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      1. I was humbled by your compliments, Clarissa. Thank you so much!!! I hope that it brings closure for me and I can move on, having memories already to last a lifetime. I don’t know what’s going on with WP lately. I hope it’s resolved so you don’t have to use reader.

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  1. Love the ideas in this piece, Clarissa, through to that robot walkway, of course the mulch, and you seeing and finding such a fascinating congruence of objects, all above some sort of constellation. πŸ™‚ I got bitten by the nostalgia bug, purchased a turntable, currently listening to the Beatles by coincidence. And another coincidence related to your positive message. A few days ago someone dumped twenty or so large plastic bags filled with a very light plastic material along my small street. It’s been windy and they blew everywhere: I had to move some to drive my car in and out. When I came home today they were all gone. I am optimistically imagining that whoever did it saw the light. I try to be optimistic.

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    1. Thanks, Steve. Oh that nostalgia bug!!! I always liked hearing the little nuances on vinyl, such as fingers moving on frets, but I think I’ve become indoctrinated now and CDs actually sound correct. (so sad, I know πŸ˜€ ) Occasionally, I see lots of styrofoam “peanuts” blowing in the wind. I admire Jeff Bezos, Amazon, using the blow-up bags for cushioning packages. But I’m with you about optimism. Yes, let’s say the person saw the light!

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