Humorous effigies discovered at nurseries
during vacations grace warped boards
on kitchen patio fence.
Exotic pink-blossomed vine
hangs above azalea, spider plant,
pots of columbine, lilies.
A smirking fish wriggles toward
bespectacled bird watcher bust,
small dove perched atop his bald, plaster pate.
“Smell the roses!” proclaims a corroded sign
beside Sun-faced imp who grins, pinches his nose
with chubby, improbable fingers.
The rustic “Garden Goddess” plaque
reveals feminine energy,
a soul-nourishing haven.