Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Found Object Poem Project -- Produce

My photo

Ode to Summer Produce

I realize now, in the grey shrivel of winter,
I took you for granted.

Your abundance overwhelmed me.
Your spectacular crunch became ordinary.

How I long for your vibrant colors!
How I miss your ripeness!

Seed packets dance in my dreams.
(Shovel, hoe, trowel and water jugs hold their peace.)

©Mary Lee Hahn, 2016

1 comment:

  1. "grey shrivel of winter"
    "spectacular crunch became ordinary"
    Those things that we don't miss 'till they're gone.

    Love the photo, too. Looks like the farmer's market. Or our neighbors' vegetable fields (literally): Seed Saver's Heritage Farm.