A Visit To My Keyhole Garden in The Front Yard

My Keyhole Garden

At the end of the concrete…

The end of concrete sits the Petunias,

a lavender petal points to the left

from Maple freshly planted as a gift,

an African type keyhole garden lies.

The middle there to catch daily compost

with elevation provided by log.

A head of cabbage holds a gentle frog,

A juicy tomato like from the coast.

A redistribution of our water,

from a brown desiccated artichoke,

within chicken wire covered with our waste.

So placed like an ancient lotus flower

whose color, leached into the soil, awoke

in desert, green.  Seems oddly out of place.

Jamie Lee Hamann
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Jamie Lee Hamann

My name is Jamie Lee Hamann and I have a passion for writing short fiction and poetry. I started writing for TCE around 2015 and since then I have finished seven collections of poetry and plans for more. I currently live in Lemmon Valley NV with my family. If you desire to find my other work on the internet feel free to stop by my website simplepoetics.weebly.com. The website offers articles on poetry, poems, and links to all my other writing.

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