Summer of 2012....Blank Verse Sonnet
Drought has given our garden pause for loss
Caused untold effects on each fruit and vine
Our fruit has dropped prematurely to find
Early signs of wither in brown and ochre
With yellow stems, too few the pods on vines
Suddenly stop as August cools the roots
Further strangling growths efforts of life
To seek sun for vegetable plumps stay dwarfed.
Only when steady rains sodden the earth
Promote fatter produce that redden soon
Noons heat once boon rather than dread swoon
In green under ripe tomatos rot
Even slugs won't eat nor moth abide worm
It's cocoons sprung elsewhere than our garden.
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