Then a frogs head popped up

Allotment lunacy, daren’t scatter

blue slug pellets at will,

or randomly around.

This hallowed ground

our plot this spot, still

is home to our resident frog, it matters

that his place isn’t poisoned by me.

Our site, space to others, ladybirds feeding

on brassicas, and my weeding

between bean flowers see apis mellifera.

Take care to not disturb that bee.

My Plot’s organic, nothing mechanic

nor toxic. To me

my allotment is hypnotic.

My place ‘to be.’





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