intentional weeds

edible yellow
interweaving clover
small suns
tangle in forget-me-nots

stain feet dark brown
as cinquefoil grabs ankles

and there, wild thyme
low-slung oregano
scents  mornings after mowing

who wants a day
smelling only of orchard grass
no matter how sweet that is?

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About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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14 Responses to intentional weeds

  1. thyme is my favorite. i love the last line.

  2. oregano in the poem, basil in the comments – I’m yours!

  3. nothing less than delicious !

  4. yeoldefoole says:

    I love the gentle way this drew me in.

  5. mobius faith says:

    what a lovely walk.

  6. Mohana says:

    Herb…ummmm!!

  7. nelle says:

    Sweet smells of the season.

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