adventures in dysthymia

Friday, February 09, 2007


While the other seeds sleep
in a shoe-box, out in the garage,
the mustard goes into the ground.

Frost still paints the mornings
and those packets of anticipation
must wait. Not the greens;

they’ll rise early to greet
a newly arrived Spring.
Wake up, gardener,

or you’ll be left behind.

Stephen Brooke ©2007

yep, time to come out of hibernation!

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