Tipping the Kale in Our Favor

Tipping the Kale in Our Favor

The Gardener - Old Peasant with Cabbage

By Camille Pissarro

c1890

A Head of Truth

As cabbage leaves, curled ‘gainst the night,

Our blessings may seem locked up tight.

They may look lush,

But out of touch,

Until we set our sights aright.

For, thinking we may toe the line,

We stage a scene of wrong design.

Indulgence pleas

For lives of ease

With lucky leaves and carefree time.

A Gardener tenders every frill,

But first the soil He must till.

What joys be found

In welcome ground

That readies to accept His will.

What flowered kale may us instruct,

If we our doubtings may deduct?

To persevere

And flourish here

Before the cabbage has been plucked.

c2009 by Linda Ann Nickerson

Posted for a variety of prompts:

Blog Your Blessings Sunday (blessings)

Easy Street Prompts (“locked up tight”)

Meme Express (Sunday invitation to Simply Snickers)

One Single Impression (“thinking”)

Simply Snickers (“line,” “look” and “lush”)

Sunday Scribblings (“indulgence”)

Theme Thursday (“stage”)

Weekend Wordsmith (“lucky”)

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