by Alexa Pitoulis | May 28, 2016 | Field Poetry
Garden gnomes might eat your crops But no worries, I’ve got something that stops those pesky hands from digging in It’s mustard greens, spicy as sin When those gnomes eat mustard greens It blows them into smithereens.
by Alexa Pitoulis | Mar 23, 2016 | Field Poetry
staying dry is easy Wear Plastic Don’t Move If you move while wearing plastic – you get s(wet) If you stay put or move without plastic you get wet. Therefore, don’t move and wear plastic!
by Fresh Roots | Dec 3, 2014 | Field Poetry
The days they may be chilly, but to stay inside would be silly These tunnels keep our spinach warm, tucked away from the winter storm To make a schoolyard farm grow, you have to brave some snow!
by Fresh Roots | Sep 16, 2014 | Field Poetry
White turnip bouquets Violet carrots; dainty snack? bounteous sharing
by Fresh Roots | Sep 9, 2014 | Field Poetry
Dawn arrises, pink rubbed raw, fresh new, smells clean To think – another day!
by Fresh Roots | Jul 29, 2014 | Field Poetry
Food forests growing Seeds planted; ready for growth Ripeness awaits you!
