Original Poems Written by Susan Lane
Written by Susan Lane The ColourMine Grass Patch This poem is from the perspective of a rather fed-up ColourMine garden resident. It’s been a long, dry season, and the struggle for survival is real. But when the rain won’t come, you learn to get creative – and cheeky. Especially if you can live under the … Read more
Written by Susan Lane So, I decided to move the bug hotel In this tale of garden grit and poetic wit, Susan Lane chronicles the quiet drama of the closure of the bug hotel and the debris-laced aftermath. With robins as breakfast guests and hedge trimmers as co-stars, this piece celebrates the small victories of … Read more
Written by Susan Lane I am just a garden storage bench This poem is about a neglected garden storage bench – living in grime, feeling overlooked, quietly resentful of my neighbour’s tree and is a humorous ode to my domestic chaos, my poetic procrastination, and the small victory of a duster and Mr Sheen. But … Read more
Written by Susan Lane Spring Hedge Renovation I can’t believe the lady of the houseLet me get so overgrownIn all of her time living hereIt’s not ever been knownWith brand-new hand shearsShe finally cameAnd clipped me.Oh, what a treat!Now here I am sportingA fabulous new bobIt’s such a nice feeling you seeAll spruced up and … Read more
Written by Susan Lane My early-morning view of the garden I stand in my conservatory and I seeAll that hard graft waiting for meThe garden needs mowingIt needs weeding tooThe hedges need a haircutBut it’s way too soonThe paths need sweeping, tidying tooThere is grass and mossIt’s so absolutely filthyI know you’d agreeIf you sawThose … Read more
