Silent


Of late I have been bombarded
With noises and interuptions that
Have jangled me towards a dark
Fizzing depth.
Ahh my old adversary called me...
How I love to see me doubt a second.

It's a regular struggle each morning
To not scream at all the wankers!

Today I've gone back to my garden...
You would not believe the flowers...
And all are silent but the bees.



Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2011-07-21 at 02:02

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You managed to shock me and please me with this poem. Gardens are such special places! Well done.
Ashe
2017-11-05


Neelima
I live in a flat now, and miss the garden in my previous house.
2011-09-15


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
And the bees ask for nothing.
2011-08-12


countryfog
I know of no better refuge from the madding crowd than one's garden. Where else such peace and grace and generosity, and certainly not least the silence.
2011-07-21



Very nice. The garden of Eden was barely a myth: any garden will do--any place where silence reigns and things grow.

Regards,

William
2011-07-21