Carrots-Two Bucks A Bag-Day 18-A Poem A Day

This is the third year in a row

My friend and I have taken to hoe

And rake and seeds, watering cans and such

Hoping our community garden would produce much

Each year we have measures of success and some not

As we bend and tend in that garden plot

There’s plenty of joy and a fair amount of toil

In hope of nutritious vegetables from the soil

We try to start many seeds indoors

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The little pots lined up on window sills and floors

If you accounted for your time, in planning, caring and more

You realize how little you pay at the store

It takes some spunk to not let your spirits sag

When your friends tease you about your garden saying “Carrots-two bucks a bag”

Are you a gardener?  Got any stories to share?

The Dog Ate My Homework-Day16/17-A Poem A Day

The dog ate my homework, is a manner of speaking

To explain with statements approaching veracity

When perhaps some rationale you are seeking

While perhaps the task has exceeded your capacity

And into the abyss of excuses you easily slide

With reasons piled on reasons of why you did not

Those within earshot can hardly abide

And you yourself after a while into the story line are bought

Yesterday, it appears I missed a daily post

When I had committed to a little prose every day for while

I did pen something yesterday but the server was toast

And the queue for postings was longer than a mile

And the database absorbed the malware’s cookies into it

That’s my story and I’m sticking to it

Perth, Ontario-Day 15-A Poem A Day

Just had the good fortune to spend a week away

Went to a vibrant community in Ontario, known as Perth

It’s a place to recommend, if even for a day

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To see “the prettiest town in Ontario”, it is well worth

Your time to see a community by Canadian standards fair old

With beautiful buildings of yesteryear well-preserved

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You can learn about the community’s heritage in stories told

The recount of the last duel can leave you unnerved

Where for the love of a woman, the loser was shot dead

But times have changed and the place is a delight

Many a place for visitors to enjoy breakfast and bed

And pleasant restaurants and pubs where you can enjoy a bite

If you have the chance do make your way to Perth Ontario

It has a lot going for it, as they say,  it’s a great scenario

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Disturbing Scene On The Links-Day 13-A Poem A Day

Disturbing Scene on The Links

Early in the season, I thought I would try

To swing my ol’ clubs to see by and by

 If my game was anywhere to be found

And if it was, happiness would abound

 Spring was in the air and oh it was some nice

As it tried to exert power over snow and some ice

 snow on golf course

Out I went, not many others around

Played all alone and in that I found

 That once in a while golfing solo is fine

However, then it’s easier to cross a line

 Where one might be more restrained when playing with friends

On your own, with bad shots, the cursing never ends

 When half way round it was clear I was doomed

Looking forward to relief, I had presumed

 Any moment, I’d find one and when I did, it was so hard

To see a long-awaited convenience and it’s barred

Convenience barred