In the garden with Chris

Sunday in the garden
with jazz and sun and beer
And family, conversation
pavlova and good cheer
Laughter on the Springtime air
from here this afternoon
We’ve been out since breakfast
and evening’s coming soon
But Chris Barber and his clarinet
still has a voice to hear
so we’ll all stay a little while
and have another beer

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Photo – Jempics

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Freshly mown grass

Freshly mown grass
the fragrance sublime
right here in the garden
that is Sal’s and mine
It smells of the summer
the sunshine and more
that’s coming our way
with promise in store

So we shall be out here
and making the most
when not at the beach
on the Sussex coast
Our own private haven
for hours to pass
enjoying the smell of
freshly mown grass

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Photo – Jempics

Sunshine V

The warmth returned
and with it came
a thing with a forgotten name
It bathed most
everything it saw
with light and warmth and something more

Je ne sais quoi?
I cannot say
but it was lovely yesterday
So it’s my hope
it will decide
to stay a while and here reside

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Photo – Jempics

In the sun

Sat out in the garden
for the first time this year
Ate my lunch in the sun. It was warm.
Spent a short while
with that sun on my head
thinking this will soon be the norm

Thought, this is the life
and what it’s about
So pleased that the cold stuff is done
From now on apart
from the odd day it rains
I’ll be here outside in the sun

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Photo Jempics

 

Spirea Arguta

As if I couldn’t tell, the Spring
was evident today
As with flowers white and delicate
Spirea had a say

Arguta genus, Meadowsweets
It’s always first to flower
for shade within my garden
from its small yet fragrant bower

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Photo Jempics

Veronica

We found her in a sale
last year in quite a state
jaded and quite tired
and for planting, somewhat late

But this year our blue Veronica
her beauty to the fore
has grown and spread vivacious
to abundance here once more

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Photo – Jempics

Of windows and gold

We have a window
to look to the world
and watch every day
as life is unfurled
For me it’s a garden
as nature’s fair hand
paints changing pictures
of my bit of land

And just like a window
to memory’s minds eye
I’ll capture those pictures
as life passes by
For each is a treasure
to have and to hold
More precious than diamonds
more value than gold

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

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