Daily writing prompts since June 9th, 2008
Heh, you're starting to sound like you've ambitions to become a farmer! I'll be late posting for Monday, as I'll be flying to Toronto and then onto Moncton, but I'm sure I'll get there in the end! Hope you've had a good time up in Osyoos!The gardenThe spider-rose, an ancient evil,Grows only in the bone garden,The skeletal gardener stalks the rows,Denying intruders pardon.
A weed is not a gardening disgrace,It’s just living in an inconvenient place.A rose would earn scorn in a paddock of cornBut still smell of old ladies and lace.---I don’t see the need to work hard inthe democratic jungle, my garden.Planted seedlings and self-made weedlingsAre all due my equal regardin’.
Greg - yeah, almost :PI hope you had a safe trip back to Canada and that the weather has warmed up at least a little at that end of things.That's an excellent little poem of yours, by the way. I love the scene it painted in my head.Cosmo - two for the price of one! Excellent :)The first is a thought that's occurred to me, in some form or another, a few times in the last couple of years. I think you expressed it perfectly.The third line in your second poem is definitely my favorite. Thanks for dropping by, it's always a pleasure when you do.
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