This N That

Did a Random Five but didn't have a clue
Was pointed out by a single reader's view
I have visited the writing prompts
And seem not inspired
So no poems today
My shovel knee is tired

My space has become larger
And the other proportionally filled
When I had this thought
I said, Aw, no big deal

Here is the tire garden in the early morning rain
It will find new space below the rock that drains
And this other garden so overcrowded with plants
Will be removed and relocated with an elephant

When this will be done

I can't even dare to say

I'm easily distracted

And I may just run away.