Beautiful Weeds Poem by Theresa Ann Moore

Wild weeds with chirping crickets
are proliferating the countryside
Far outside the busy city limits...
distanced from noxious herbicides

Growing exceptionally tall this year
because of all the rain and heat
sprays of Golden Rod are glowing
blooms of Queen Anne's Lace repeat

Needle sharp thistles are taller than I am
Purple hair sprouts from each prickly tower
Milkweed clusters attract Monarch butterflies
They love to sip from the fragrant flowers

Some think impulsive weeds are undesirable
Others seek visual pleasure along with the bees
just like me… I carve a pathway to witness
nature's beauty swaying in the summer breeze

The unsophisticated untended garden thrives
even after darkness blankets searching eyes
In the stillness dimmed images bestow
a calming sensation as the moon supervises

8/21/2010