Creeping Buttercups
overgrowing verges, persistent
weeds deep rooted under paving stones
in summer yellow flowers
glow in the undergrowth
and behind their thick mass
harvest spiders gather
their strange beauty
in a secret world
most gardeners would destroy
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oh dandelions!
if only we could see them
with a rabbit's eyes!
You can read an imagined (and fanciful!) bunny's eye view of dandelions here.
Seeing the Ordinary with new eyes for Miss Rumphius
at sunset the yellow
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gillena
I love this haiku!
ReplyDeleteLovely writing, Juliet... as always.
ReplyDeleteWe welcome yellow weeds in our garden - this morning I saw a blackbird pecking at a buttercup, or perhaps at a bug on the buttercup!
ReplyDeleteA delightful haiku, and loved the longer poem - that last line is sadly so very very true.
ReplyDelete"in summer yellow flowers glow
ReplyDeletein the undergrowth" like that,
like a bright secret waiting.