The wheelbarrow full of loam
lightly mixed with peat moss
composted sheep manure
the round-mouth spade
rides jiggles gently atop
and stops near the newly edged bed
* * *
Heat sings cicadic in the afternoon
inverted book churches gardener’s chest
bead of water contours lemonade jug
maple leaf canopy soft fronds above
blue hydrangeas perfume sleep
* * *
Yellowing maples leaves
scatter the whispy grass
autumn pales into cool
pale sky trickles down
