Words in Gardens

Garden words

Stop

Listen

Close your eyes

Feel

Kiss

Smell

Brilliant

Bring back anything good

Ferns

Words begin with w

Mouth lips

Risk it

Say it

Do it

Be the tree’s root

Fragile

Temporary

Contemplation

Fidelity

Loss

Absurd

There’s a garden in Scotland called “Little Sparta” and it inspired me to

to be more creative with my own garden. The creator of the garden, Ian Hamilton, was also a poet but a gardener as well. Walking through the garden was like finding my magic. Around every corner is something delightful.

Selfishly, when I first saw the garden I was annoyed by the other people around me. In the same way a child delights in solitary exploration, I wanted the garden to be all mine for an afternoon. I wanted to be in love, holding hands with my lover, and exploring together through the glades, the hidden ponds, the tiny boats, and stealing kisses behind the gnarled oaks that bent down to shield us.

Lying on the flat stones by the pond, warmed by the sun, thighs draped one over and one under, arms under our heads, the sky hovering over us like a soft blue duvet, we slept for a bit.

The garden, filled with words, waited to be read by everyone.

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2 responses to “Words in Gardens”

  1. upbeatwriteragain Avatar

    Beautiful! Your words & your garden!

  2. Leslie Lee Avatar
    Leslie Lee

    BEAUTIFUL!

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