Exploring My Childhood Garden

The garden of my childhood

was green jungle.

I crawled underneath 

the berry bushes,

behind pittosporum hedge 

and massed bamboo,

and deep inside the geraniums.

The wild creatures 

I met in this jungle

were fierce ants

that fought each other:

orange-bodied and long-legged,

caterpillars with furry spikes,

and secretive spiders 

hiding in curled leaves.

The fairies, whirling points of light,

would sometimes stop

and show me their tiny faces.

Mostly they flitted about 

in and out of the plants,

quick flashes of colour.

I could tell that they liked me. 

November Poem A Day Chapbook Challenge 2013 day 14: exploration