Ripe comeuppance

Ripe comeuppance

Tomato
vines
upturn
their
naked
leaves,
angling
light
green
towards
taller
trees
as if
silently 
saying
size is
insignificant.
Indubitably,
summer
grows
red
kahunas,
ripe with
comeuppance.

About tyler4turtles

I am an avid photographer, poet, ecologist, bookworm, blogger, art enthusiast and runner who calls Montana home but lives in Oregon.
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2 Responses to Ripe comeuppance

  1. Gallivanta says:

    Your garden is flourishing. I expect you read poetry to it 🙂

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