THERE IN MY GARDEN

its a poem about my feelings which arose one day by seeing mine garden.

THERE IN MY GARDEN

THE BURNT BRONZE PETALS

OF SHATTERED MARIGOLDS

SPEARS OF GOLDENROD

BENDING TO THE LOAD

OF PILLAGING BEES

TWO ARMOURED LIZARDS

A MAP BUTTERFLY

AND A DIVISION OF ANTS....

A SMALL YELLOW BIRD

ATTACKS THE LAST WILD CHEERY BLOSSOM

AND A LAUGHING BOY

STANDS OVER NEW GROWN CLOVER

WHERE, LAST YEAR SEPTEMBER

I BURRIED MY REVOLVER

IN THE DARK.....

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

i love this ... quite surprised by its knowledge of the military blended with nature and the small boy ..closing was a surprise that brought a whole new aspect to the poem ... a universal cry for peace from a man who has found it better than the gun .. well done says i! i will subscribe to your offerings for sure
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[Anna]

The ending was unexpected, which is always a plus. Seriously, keep it up. You have talent, and can only go up from here.

[Deenaidoo]

I won't rate it. Because I think that's the very
Opposite of what poetry is about. I just enjoyed your poem so very much
At first I thought it was a child's poem
But the last. Jarring. A bit of darkness in the brimming light. Pretty awesome

[iamshadowine]

you've given an interesting end to this poem! i could imagine the prettiness of the flowers and the insects and suddenly what i read is that a small boy had hidden a revolver there last September! nice work done here!
keep writing :D

[prashant]

thnx a lot

[Nessly]

Wow. I was so caught up in nature's beauty that I was blind sided by the last three lines. Beautiful imagery throughout.

[prashant]

thnx neesley .plzz see my other poem also my highness