Garden Conceit
Their natural home is in
the wilds of Nature's inspired
precincts of choice inclination
and there we chance upon them,
the bright faces of botanical
beauty whose presence entertains
bees and humans alike. A
practical matter of harvesting
pollen for honey-producing
hive workers and a gardener's
challenge for those who
stealthily conspire to abduction,
claiming Nature's pride for
their own greedy compulsion.
But look here, how the foamflower,
that delicately evanescent bloom
overwhelms my garden in
the pleasure of its transplanted
migration, their spontaneous
spread outstripping the feeble
presence of its natural peers,
claims the gardener, with
unbecoming pride of theft.
Sunday, June 1, 2014
Labels:
Poetry
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