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Becoming a Gardener - A Poem

Updated on August 12, 2015

Here is a silly simple-minded poem about the urge to garden, and how I became acquainted with the challenges posed by the neglected half acre that became my home.

A frustrated young gardener

Trapped in a third floor flat,

I yearned to have a plot of land,

A hoe, and a sun hat.

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My lanai had two pots on it,

Each one with a worm in it.

Healthy, big tomato plants:

Hybrid, indeterminate.

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I married, and we bought–a steal–

A ranch out in the ‘burbs.

I jumped for joy and put in bulbs

And culinary herbs.

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The trees all needed pruning

And the weeds were five feet tall.

But underneath were raised beds

And a stately old rock wall.

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My nemesis became a tree

That hosts a plague of beetles,

And those poorly-chosen woodchips–

They give slivers sharp as needles!

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My heroes are the honeybees:

A blessing on this planet.

All hail, in turn, the plant food stakes

That saved my pomegranate!

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I've learned to wait, and watch and hope,

By growing things from seeds.

I've reveled in the therapy

One gets from pulling weeds.

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From Oregon I ordered

Compost activation kits,

The worms now have a paradise,

And we’re swamped with cucurbits.

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Many months, dollars, tears,

Toils, and curses later,

It’s civilized, almost (not quite)

And I’m a cultivator.

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Sometimes, on warm evenings,

I miss the urban scene,

But I can visit, and the tradeoff

Is, my thumbs are finally green.

 

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      Heuchera 7 years ago

      Thank you, and happy digging!

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      katyzzz 7 years ago from Sydney, Australia

      I loved every nonsensical word of it, and I'm tempted to get out there with my gardening gloves ( yet to be purchased)

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      Heuchera 7 years ago

      Thanks, Moulik Mistry! I am honored by your kind words.

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      Moulik Mistry 7 years ago from Burdwan, West Bengal, India

      You are a poet gardener, very well done...

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      Heuchera 7 years ago

      Thanks, LeonJane! We relish our extremely local produce, and the hard work can sometimes be a reward in itself.

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      LeonJane 7 years ago from Australia

      Great poem, there is nothing like growing your own fruit and veggies, no matter how hard or laborious the process may be.