If you step in dirt
When in a garden
Take off your shoes
Outside the door
The trail you forge
Will grow no flowers
And future weeds resemble scorn
dVersepoetspub.com Thursday’s continuation of sevens, we write a septet, a poem of seven lines in any form.
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I am a wife and a mother of two grown children. I love Jesus and sharing my faith through written words. I currently have a poetry blog and also write on medium.com. My main focus is hope in Christ. I only wish that whoever reads this will be blessed, inspired and occasionally amused.
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Very nice sound and good sense. I like the association of weeds with scorn.
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Thanks Frank!
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Oh those dastardly scornful weeds. Good one, Mary!
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Thank you! And they never completely leave!
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Never!
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Amused me as I get told off by the hubby if I trail in any sign of our red dirt or bits of seeds from wild weeds!
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Those weeds are a pest in a garden ~ Thanks for joining in Mary ~
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ah yes…..even in the most beautiful of gardens is the dirt….lest we simply take some beautiful blooms into the house and leave the dirt behind!
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“Resembles corn” would also have worked. Nice little advice Mary. 🙂
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