I was out in the garden today “putting it to bed “ for the winter. It’s good work on a chilly autumn day. I looked up at the sky and the colorful leaves and said to myself “this day deserves a poem- just do it” so I dashed off to the house in search of a notebook and pen. Sometimes you just have to pause, be amazed, and write about it!
Putting the Garden to Bed
Under an intense blue sky
My garden disappears
with each whack of the machete
As I work I discover monstrous cucumbers
Submerged in dying vines like green submarines
And overlooked onions hiding below the straw
The parsnips pull out of the ground reluctantly as always
Sadly too mature to be good eating
As my armloads of spent foliage build up the compost pile
I sigh with memories of sweet tomatoes
And savory salads
I leave the dried heads of the sunflowers standing
For the chickadees’ delight
By Alanna Pass 
Gorgeous sunflowers! Edible sculpture.
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Thank you. I really tried to get the chickadees as they pulled out the seeds but I just wasn’t quick enough!
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Best poems are quick poyems
From: By Alanna Pass Reply-To: By Alanna Pass Date: Wednesday, October 30, 2019 at 5:06 PM To: Mary Weil Subject: [New post] The Day Before Halloween
Alanna posted: ” I was out in the garden today “putting it to bed “ for the winter. It’s good work on a chilly autumn day. I looked up at the sky and the colorful leaves and said to myself “this day deserves a poem- just do it” so off I went to the house in search of a”
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So glad you seized the moment and penned this poem. It is quite lovely and a little sad maybe, but sometimes transitions to another part of the cycle do leave a trail of melancholy.
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I so agree. Seeing those skelatal trees in your yard must have sparked the same response!
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