What does one do when a word prompt leaves one feeling flat? Like honestly… what does a person do with the word green? I’m actually sitting here feeling rather vexed about this simple word green. I wanted something easier to do!
Walking away, chatting with my hubby as he got home from work, I started to tidy up the dehydrating I did today. I did up some carrots, apples and cucumbers.
Did you know the cucumbers are green?

Cucumbers are Green
Cucumbers are green
or so I’ve been told.
Mini, english, field
the green is so bold.
From flower end starting
til ripened full well.
The green of the cucumber
has that cucumber smell.
But one thing I’ve learned
as I yearly growing my own,
that leave them too long
and that green doesn’t stay.
It changes it’s hue
The fields they turn yellow,
The English get wrinkly
and then a mould starts to grow.
So cucumbers are green
When eaten they should be.
Avoid all the rest
It is best for thee.

I do have to admit that one year I grew a rather odd ball cucumber. They ripened to a very pale green, so not a normal cucumber colour. They had a sweet taste, unlike any cuc I have had before. It’s one of the things I like to do when gardening, try new produce.
Even though this poem feels very silly to me, it was actually kinda fun to write. I’m glad I didn’t give up! 🙂 Change my perspective and before you know it I had a poem! 🙂 How often isn’t that true in life. When you change what your perspective is, things get better. Happens all the time. 🙂














