Hard Ground

Hard Ground

A Poem by Patricia
"

endings and beginnings

"

The lightening

Chases the clouds

 

Illuminating neon blue

Against smoky black

 

Goodbyes are tumbling

In twisted winds

 

Dropped and seeding

In someone else’s garden

 

They reap the rewards

The gardener weeps, yet,

 

When the storm passes,

He tills the hard ground

 

Of nature or suffers

Starvation

© 2024 Patricia


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Mother Nature's flip side, dark skies gone, the sun shines through, a farmer's backbreaking work in vain.
Strong message! Good write :)
JD

Posted 7 Months Ago


Patricia

6 Months Ago

Thank you JD
one garden blows into another...fickle weather doesn't promise good crops or beautiful gardens....

Gets harder to put food on the table...or to have pretty yards.
Much like life...Clouds come, then storms and then we try to put the pieces back together and reseed.
Maybe someone else's life gets better and ours just becomes dryer and harder...
really interesting allegory here, Patricia.

Posted 7 Months Ago


Patricia

6 Months Ago

Thank you j.
Certainly, as our weather patterns change, guaranteed crop returns can no longer be taken for granted
In our area, two complete towns have burned to the ground and a recent tornado wiped out a mid-western(?) town
I live surrounded by forest and am wondering what might take place this coming summer?????
Please have a lovely day

Posted 7 Months Ago


Patricia

6 Months Ago

Thank you Dave
Ahh farmers/gardeners have a hard task of growing food. Nature can be fickle and not always optimal for growing and producing crops. This brings light to those who do this in large scale and small scale. Without growth of food we definitely would starve

Posted 7 Months Ago


Patricia

6 Months Ago

Thank you Beauty!
Dearest P.
We cannot count on where Mother Nature will nourish her earth…. It depends the how the winds blow……we hope the rain will nourish our own, but if it does not, then we may suffer for our land is dry and we have nothing to eat, so dependent on the way the wind blows and if the rain will nourish our garden; we cannot starve….its guess work, the way nature and the cosmos nourish our earth…..
Warmly and hugs
B.

Posted 7 Months Ago


Patricia

6 Months Ago

Thank you B! Warm hugs!
Betty Hermelee

6 Months Ago

You’re very welcome P.
Hugs
B.

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