way poem #12: barrow and spade

Frank Prem

 

wheelbarrow waits
impatiently

 

it is parked
in the middle of the yard

 

the spade is at rest
and idly bides its time

 

they waited for me all day
yesterday
but I
was otherwise delayed
earning
not shoveling
sometimes that seems to be
the way

 

but now
I hear the compost call
the mulch has grown
in its demands

 

so
load and fill the barrow
shovel the muck from the trailer tray
mix mulch and horse-potatoes
in a mound
that’ll be tomorrow’s garden bed

 

and watch the hot steam rise
a smoke
wafting from the venting pipe
that’s good heat in there
so keep your hand away

 

~

 

the spade waits
patient again
it leans
against the garden shed wall

 

the barrow is asleep
nonchalant
could be its name

 

but they will be ready
when the call
to shape the garden earth
comes again
their way

 

 

~

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  • FredPeyer

    Nice, Frank! My wheelbarrow and spade are not asleep, they are comatose! One of these days.....

    • Frank Prem

      Don't let them get away with it Fred. Make them earn their keep!

      • FredPeyer

        I want to, Frank, but since it involves work on my side, I better wait for the right time.... 🙂

        • Frank Prem

          Timing is certainly important, Fred. temperature, time of day, cloud cover, ...

        • Accidental Poet

          I was just thinking this morning how I can't wait to get back to cutting my lawn. 4 months to go Frank. I'm ready, willing and able.

          • Frank Prem

            hehehe no hurry AP. It'll keep.

            • Accidental Poet

              That's what the little voice in my head keeps saying Frank.

            • Lorna

              Can you garden all year down under? If so, there's plenty of time!

              • Frank Prem

                Yes, we can garden year round, sr. Not every day, but as much as necessary, generally.

                I might get out and do a bit ... later.

              • Laura🌻

                They’re hibernating for the winter! A few more months before they come out to “play”! Looking forward to it!
                Enjoyed the read, Frank! Thank you for sharing your great write!

                ~Laura~



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