Poetry of bulbs

By Kathleen7th November 2017No Comments

Daffodill shoots

Another piece of creative writing from Art Angel group, inspired by photos from Tayport Community Garden. Perhaps you can guess which photo might have prompted this poem? It was a print of a rather prosaic looking bag of bulbs!

Snug

sleeping peacefully in hibernation

tucked away

small brown harbingers of spring

biding your time

content to wait in the wings for

summer show-offs to blaze and fade

patient

waiting

to make your own grand entrance

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Kathleen

I grew up on a farm in the NE of Scotland so have always had a close affinity to land and growing my own food. As a family we ate only what was in season and preserved fruit and vegetables if there was a glut. I am still passionate about cutting air miles on the food I eat. I’m lucky to live close to the Tayport Community Garden and pop in regularly for advice and produce.