Bachelor Buttons
Gardening is an instrument of grace.~~May Sarton
All winter long
three bachelor button plants
proclaim it’s still summer.
Outside my dining room window
their bright blue pom poms
bloom, insistent as new love,
bring me comfort in troubling times.
Pummeled by wind and rain,
they lean over like octogenarians.
I stake them up to bamboo poles,
look long and close at bud, blossom, stem.
A well-known poet once told me:
Move on from writing about the garden-
it is so over done…
How can I though?
Every time I see that fringed sapphire blue
I feel hope again.
Kate Aver Avraham loves words whether she is writing them, editing them or reading them. She has been published numerous times, including her recent book of poems, Arms of My Longing from Blue Light Press. She lives in Aptos, Ca. at the glorious edge of the redwood forest.
Gardening is an instrument of grace.~~May Sarton
All winter long
three bachelor button plants
proclaim it’s still summer.
Outside my dining room window
their bright blue pom poms
bloom, insistent as new love,
bring me comfort in troubling times.
Pummeled by wind and rain,
they lean over like octogenarians.
I stake them up to bamboo poles,
look long and close at bud, blossom, stem.
A well-known poet once told me:
Move on from writing about the garden-
it is so over done…
How can I though?
Every time I see that fringed sapphire blue
I feel hope again.
Kate Aver Avraham loves words whether she is writing them, editing them or reading them. She has been published numerous times, including her recent book of poems, Arms of My Longing from Blue Light Press. She lives in Aptos, Ca. at the glorious edge of the redwood forest.