Organic poems from Kent by Susan Lane SLCM
Stories, poems, and reflections rooted in the living, changing world just outside the door. From weather‑torn lawns and seasonal shifts to pet wanderings, quiet observations, and the everyday rituals of tending a small patch of earth. A space where nature, household life, and creative insight meet.
Written by Susan Lane SLCM Keeper of ColourMine Conservatory: A life of dirt, debris and the ensuing path to removal of countryside grime that can sometimes turn out to be a poetic story. Conservatory Dirt and Debris I look out of the window and what do I see Well, not a great deal, Very little … Read more
Written by Susan Lane SLCM Keeper of ColourMine Beautiful Climbers – Clematis & Lonicera Summer 2025 Beautiful: These lovely climbing shrubs entrance everyone within their sphere. Climbers always have a way of reaching further than you think they can or will. They spread and grow and produce quite a show. Decisions, Beautiful Decisions It’s amazing … Read more
Written by Susan Lane SLCM Keeper of ColourMine Bug Removal: It’s always good to have a fresh look at the garden whether in bright sun during a heatwave or in the cool at the start of early morn. See how nature and predators of various sorts play their games throughout the day. Then there’s the … Read more
Written by Susan Lane SLCM Keeper of ColourMine 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 … Read more
Written by Susan Lane SLCM Keeper of ColourMine 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 … Read more
Written by Susan Lane SLCM Keeper of ColourMine 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 … Read more
Written by Susan Lane SLCM Keeper of ColourMine Hedge: A quick tart up of the garden in spring Spring Hedge Renovation I can’t believe the lady of the house let me get so overgrownIn all of her time living here it’s not ever been knownWith brand-new hand shears she finally cameAnd clipped me – oh, … Read more
Written by Susan Lane SLCM Keeper of ColourMine My: Enjoyment, garden, view. My early-morning view of the garden I stand in my conservatory and I see all that hard graft waiting for meThe garden needs mowing; it needs weeding tooThe hedges need a haircut but it’s way too soonThe paths need sweeping; tidying too; there … Read more
