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Her Royal Lacy-ness

There is a place

For Queen Anne’s Lace

In nature’s open garden.


“But not in mine!”

Gardeners decline

And – oh, their hearts they harden.

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Tis true, Lace will

Self-seed — and still

I love her gentle beauty


But gardeners think

That in one blink

She’ll multiply their duty.

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I spied the Lace

Her pretty face

Not showing in the open


She hid herself

In clever stealth

With mint in our herb garden.

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She stayed alive

Two years survived

Unseen by Garden Minder


Till recent days

He cast his gaze

And was quite shocked to find her.

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Her stem he gripped

He pulled and ripped

And stared at her in horror


And thought he had

Removed it all

For he’s a true weed warrior.

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I found her in

The compost bin

— This tale is not fallacious —


No-one about,

I pulled her out

Aggrieved that one so gracious

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Should be thrown down

With newly-mown

Grass, in a heap of greenery


I picked her up

And filled a cup

Of water to redeem her.

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And here’s the grace:

She’s fine, our Lace

She flowers now at leisure


Indeed, she blooms

Inside our rooms

For Gardener’s “viewing pleasure”.

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If he’s aware

– Our Gardener Dear –

That Lace is what is blooming


He has said nought

Of what he thought

And there has been no fuming


But hold your glee

Don’t “hooray” me

For trouble’s yet a-foot


The Lacy weed

Has done the deed

And left behind a root

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Though Gardener Dear

Does not know there

Is still a small plant thriving


In his herb bed

The weed so dread

Is quietly surviving.


Dedicated to people who love wildflowers.

–AND with a smiling apology to my favorite gardener–

There’s more information on the wild carrot AKA Queen Anne’s Lace, at:


43 thoughts on “Her Royal Lacy-ness”

    1. She grows in poor soils in full sun. Jamaicans have a saying “Want it want it can’t get it, and get it, get it, don’t want it”.
      Here we are, weeding it out, while other gardeners want it to grow in their gardens. That’s gardening for you.

  1. What a witty enjoyable write up!! I also am not a huge fan of the lace, but I pick it for my children and we put them in a glass with a few drops of food coloring and the lace turns the color of the food coloring. After a day or two we will put them all together in a vase in their pretty colors!!! I know I have pictures somewhere, I will have to find them or cut some this week and make a vase for my blog.

  2. Oh I love this post! This is just like me and my husband except he not only pulls ‘weeds’ out but also strims them, mows them and I’ve even caught him using weed killer! Shocking! I use all sorts of stratagems to protect certain plants I want to keep.

  3. Haha… makes for an interesting life, I bet. Glad you have found defensive strategies, Clare.
    My book, Beloved Gardens, is about the passions, emotions and cardinal sins evoked by gardening. (Yes, it didn’t stop with Adam and Eve.)
    But maybe I should have added a chapter on defensive strategies for co-gardeners!

  4. Great poem, Cynthia. I think this is the first flower which really intrigued me as a child. It is a very prolific ‘weed’ in these parts. Currently. our local library has a long street-side bed which incorporates it with russian sage and ornamental grasses to excellent effect. It looks great!

    1. I can imagine that picture. The queen, with russian sage and ornamental grasses must look splendid, Jim. In the countryside where we lived, she often grew alongside the blue wild chicory, and wild black-eyed Susan (the flower, not a person…)

  5. I love Queen’s Anne’s Lace and your delightful ode to the lesser, evil weed family. It’s funny how we categorize plants and people into good and bad. Thankfully, this post leaves no doubt of the true merits of poets, play, Queen’s Lace and weeds everywhere.

    Thanks for the lovely romp Cynthia! 🙂

    1. You are always welcome, Brad. And I’m always glad to read your replies. We humans do tend to stereotype things and people we don’t understand. Hey: weeds are people too….

  6. The following comes from Lydia, the gracious lady who gave me a book on floral arranging.
    “If you pick the heads when they’re full but still fresh, and place them face-down on a cardboard lid or cookie sheet, they will dry flat and make very pretty natural Christmas tree decorations–you can just rest them among the branches.”
    Great idea, eh?

  7. Rescuing the imperilled flower heartlessly thrown into the horror of the compost heap proves your compassion for the under dog (or flower). This is a quality I admire in you. Keep an eye on the evil gardener in case he strikes again!

      1. Just so you know, I believe I saw Queen Anne’s lace (or a close relative) in many of the formal plantings in Paris and Ile de France. Used carefully, it is a lovely plant in a wildflower bed. And a favorite of pollinating insects, too!

  8. This was a neat post, Cynthia. We say at the extension office that a weed is any plant that is out of place. I planted some sumac because I love it but it’s a “bad” weed in your native pastures.. Have all is well with you and your husband!!!

      1. Good morning Cynthia. 😀 Yesterday I played catch up on paperwork. I’m relaxing today and then start preparing around here to leave again. I’m glad I have plenty of energy or I would be in trouble lol. Have a great day my Friend!!!

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