Soil (II)

Flowers, Garden, Nature, Poetry

An acrostic by inky, in response to the daily post prompt

Soil

Some people – call it the ground

One of natures building blocks

If you looked at it – from deep below – you would call it

Life itself

 

Several different creatures – they call it home

On occasion , they climb out of their earthy house for a drop of sun

Insects , worms and nocturnal mammals

Like living underground

 

Some plants – enjoy being

Outside, like trees and bushes, whilst others like

Indoors, mostly because of the weather – all are

Linked by the substance around their roots

Ode to a cactus

Garden, Nature, Outdoors, Poetry

Prickle

Cactus

Once only found in Desert sand

a gardener decided to hatch a plan

developing a succelent

that’s happy at home, as well as gardenment

living in pots of sandy soil

whilst in the heat other plants toiled

this funny green plant, just grew away

amusing those in the garden at play

flowering in the sunshine smile

the cactus kept children amused for a while

as they spent the passing hours

counting his blooming colourful flowers

and being shorter than his bigger kind

the cats and dogs they didnt mind

for when their paws did feel a prickle

they smiled – for the cactus – kind of tickled

Soil

Acrostic, Garden, Outdoors, Parks

 

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Soil – Image C/o UK Soil Association

 

 

Soil

source of growth

our garden plants depend on it

its home for all sorts of life

like worms, beetles and ants

 

such an important base needs nutrients

on certain mornings , water and fertiliser

is added , to let the seedlings and bulbs

lift their flowers into the sky and take root

 

some gardeners plant vegetables whilst

on season,  others plant fruit trees

in certain climates, the soil will allow you to grow

local delicacies, such as bananas and pineapple

Olive tree

Colours, Food, Poetry

#coloryourworld #cyw #olive-green

hanging delicately from your branches

in a cast of thousands

your colour casts Down on white chalky soil

as you soak up the rays from the Mediterranean sun

what you hold is prized up and down the land

by the farmer, the chef and the food fan

as you paint the town green

under azure blue skies.