Poem 2


My second entry for the contest:

 

MINE

 

Some people have them on their pant knees

Others hand sewn to a jacket

An addiction has them hidden under sleeves

And some in a computer won't let you hack it.

 

But I've got mine out in the open

Where it weathers all sorts of trouble

From a bright eyed grower a hopin'

To a pesky vine that goes double.

 

I fill mine each fall with all sorts of stuff

gypsum and compost are but two

the tractor does till it with nary a puff

until I add the gift from those that say "moo."

 

It sprinkles it pours it gets cold at night

so I give mine a blanket of rye

it sprouts it greens what a beautiful sight

now until spring I bid mine goodbye.

 

As winter grabs hold I practice my starting

I research I plan I trade

I eat meals and snacks to the point I am farting

By spring I'll have it made!

 

Auctions, raffles and poems I enter

Longing for the season to begin

Will I plant at the ends or in the center

I ponder these things with a grin.

 

November, December, January gone

February, March the season is near

I fire up the tractor and put the tiller on

And April does pass - germination is here.

 

Out in mine the seedlings go in

Pruning and burying much to do have I

Five and six lobes covered with pollen

The heat comes from that glow in the sky.

 

Mine stays raked no weeds in sight

A little bit damp with foliar feeding

The size they gain while warm at night

Mine provides the nutrients they are needing.

 

The battle was waged the bugs are dying

A systemic was used - mildew prevented

My neighbor brags but I know he is lying

I'm losing sleep I must be demented.

 

Mine gives me many but one I can take

Left behind they moan for their buddy

Maybe the others I'll race at the lake

Another one done now a winter of study.

 

This is a year in the life of mine

As it starts all over a season to match

The results are back the soil is fine

I tuck mine in, my wonderful patch.

 

 

God Bless,

 

Dale E Fisher

daleefisher@starband.net

"The Harder We Work, The Luckier We Get!"

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