Past the garden threshold, or: The far wall

A sijo gravel glistening in puddles past the garden threshold; path between neat mown lawns, shrubs, trees through lushest green to the far wall; a second gate to the distant hills has not been built by man. โ€˜What do you seeโ€™ Prompt #158 For Sadjeโ€™s weekly #WDYS prompt, she offered the photo below as inspiration… Continue reading Past the garden threshold, or: The far wall

Crisp, or: Fresh

A limerick I sow d'Verse prompts in my garden But I feel that I must beg your pardon. For my rows are of keys That yield green abc's Though my gardenin's really quite ardent. A d'Verse prompt Poetics: Garden(ing) Today at d'Verse, we were prompted to engage in garden poetry writing. Write about your own,… Continue reading Crisp, or: Fresh