Democracy is bewildering.
I have no allegiance
Except to my garden
Where good advice is found.
Grass roots can become invasive.
They gain momentum and
Before you know it
Look as though they own the place.
You may want a manicured lawn
But daisies and clover are essential.
Diversity is required
For bees to remain buzzy.
Old greens and rotted worn out things
Should be turned in to compost
And applied liberally
To aid regeneration elsewhere.
Surprisingly we are right
European perennials need splitting.
It’s never certain if small plants will survive
But if they do, they might flourish, refreshed.
With May, busy herbaceous borders can be beautiful
But lift the leaves to check for slugs
Or vine weevils working unseen
Destroying the foundations of all you hold dear.