The garden


Planting, caring for the potted plants
birds and insects pollinate the pots
I get to enjoy these rewards
pollination in its finest.

The smell of fresh soil
a mixture of dirt in my hands
a calm settles through my body
as I dig the earth to plant.

Day after day of such delight
The garden a spring of colours
somehow a change came to rest
and the garden turned to grey.

My world tilting,
I try to bring back balance
but I don’t seem to get anywhere
like a bouncy ball in all direction.

I looked at the obvious….the garden.
stuck in time, stuck in a rut.
watering the plants daily
but life slowly disappearing.

Is it me not wanting changes
colours and shapes stunted
the garden a decreasing wonder,
where has beauty gone?

It was time, I pulled up the shrubs,
decaying, an easy task to uproot.
Wanting something unique, a picket fence,
I covered earth with white pebbles.

Such a contrast, a vibrant red mushroom,
green leaves and yellow flowers against white,
I feel my world back on its axles
The garden in full bloom.

By C.E. Pereira


Author: cepcarol

I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique. Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems. I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination. To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome. Sincerely, C.E. Pereira

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