Garden Poems

Garden Poems


Simple Pleasures

Clothes drying on the rope.
What simple fools are we
to be so happy to smell the freshness from sun and breeze?
Contentment is easily come by if such as these
can lighten our short lease
in this tragic world.

Sue Hemmings 21st May 2008.

Spring Haikus

what a multitude
of green I see from below
a roof of clear blue.

cat scratching her head
against the wooden clothes pole
content she slinks off