I sit in the garden
preparing cut backs for kindling
they'll dry through the summer

and then crackle all winter.
The sun shines, shines for me
enforced solitude
I chat to wildlife
to my toe nails
that I will paint
once assured summer is here.

Not a good day
I tread heavily, my walking stick
and I, we are old friends
he props me up, an heirloom
carved and handworn,
a burst of energy
I whack at a nettle
my partner in crime.

In the garden, me and leo
my eversun
I enjoy the music,
perhaps later
I will stoop
and play to the roses
I planted the other day.

The cat watches me
a paw on the mint
I sprinkle water
a trickle of light
and life

I am so lucky
I have a paradise here
and all is peace in my world
and solitude has
never seemed so splendid before.

Poetry by Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2020-04-07 at 12:02

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Beautiful work!!I will try to find peace with my solitude next time i am in my garden.

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I sense the appreciation of the simple things around you, time, sun and nature. The stillness of solitude and that "all is well moment" sighs.

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
This is wonderful, Elle. I may follow your example and have a little chat with my toenails, now that it's warm enough to bring them out of hiding.

josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
This is lovely Elle. You paint a calming gentle picture I thoroughly enjoyed visualizing.

bibek adhikari The PoetBay support member heart!
The solitude of the garden definitely seems like a safe haven. I love the vivid details and their specificity.

Thomas D The PoetBay support member heart!
Luminous. I cherish the specificity, the freshness with which you convey the details, and the humour.