Category Archives: Flora

Echeveria

We planted succulents a year ago.Removing ivy and some old bamboo,I wanted drought-resistant green to grow,intent to tuck the roots in rocks. But yousaid soil wouldn’t stay in place, and sowe wedged in pots (some hidden, some in view).They did … Continue reading

Posted in Flora, Home, Poetry | Tagged , | Leave a comment

Hardscape

They don’t need rain or food or much of dirt.Insecticide has no role in their growth.They may not be attractive, but no hurtbefalls them from neglect. They bloom in bothconcrete and asphalt, able to exerttheir vigor – willing, drilling, never … Continue reading

Posted in Flora, Poetry | Tagged | Leave a comment

Unjunipered

We had a hedge of juniper to hate,disgracing where the sidewalk meets the yard.A volunteer removed it, to abatehis gratitude for staying here rent-free.He piled in the garden all the weightof aged branches, needles, scales and twigs(we’ll pay someone to … Continue reading

Posted in Flora, Home, Poetry | Tagged , | Leave a comment

Immigrant

A white rose that I know I didn’t plantemerged outside my kitchen recently.I don’t choose roses – me they don’t enchant,though I regard this garden decently.I’m not a fan of foliage like theirs,and I’d prefer to live without the thorns,but … Continue reading

Posted in Flora, Home, Poetry | Tagged , | Leave a comment

Unmoribund

At least 2 times a week I pass this tree,and I have worried that it might be dead.Well-shaped and large, it’s shown no greenerywhen all around are plants a-bud in bedor trellis-woven, fenced or blooming free.I’ve longed to see it … Continue reading

Posted in Flora, Neighborhood, Poetry | Tagged , | Leave a comment

May Garden

It’s time to turn the sprinklers on. TodayI checked the settings and I flipped the switch.We used to wait until the end of May,but winter didn’t pour on rain enough.The situation elsewhere’s worse. They saythat west of Rocky Mountains all … Continue reading

Posted in Flora, Home, Poetry, Weather | Tagged , | Leave a comment

Naked Limbs

My route to BART is level, scenic, fine.It passes through two neighborhoods of storesand blocks of homes and gardens that alignwith asphalt streets and concrete walks. Outdoorsis lovely all the way, adorned with scoresof trees. I notice one specifically:well-shaped and … Continue reading

Posted in Flora, Neighborhood, Poetry | Tagged , | Leave a comment

The Wisteria Surprise

Wisteria I purchased to replacean older plant that was a casualtyof tradesmen working in this crowded space,is trying in my shady yard to bea healthy specimen, with purple laceabloom in spring. That’s the varietywe planted, so I’m startled by this … Continue reading

Posted in Flora, Home, Poetry | Tagged , | Leave a comment

Emerging Ferns

My favorite color’s blue, and yet it’s greenthat draws my eyes, escorts relief’s returnand opens me to hope. A forest scenedoes not forebode – the myths they had me learn,the symbols shown, to me they didn’t meana truth, but made … Continue reading

Posted in Flora, Home, Legends, Poetry | Tagged , | Leave a comment

Persimmon Leaves

Persimmon leaves beadthe tips of naked branchesand signify spring.

Posted in Flora, Home, Poetry, Weather | Tagged , | Leave a comment