Today I intended to write about our cruise around Lake Windermere. Unfortunately I’m using a different computer and the photos won’t show up as I want them to. Instead I will share more of my poems from my book, ‘Friends In My Garden’ and hope that you like them .
I wrote these poems for friends and family, depicting each one as something found in a garden. ‘Banished Rhus’, as the name implies, was one person who I thought was my friend but, while staying at her home for a few days I realised that she was actually not a friend at all. If you have been badly hurt by someone who you believed to be your friend, I’m sure you will relate to this poem. You might even want to pass it on to her or him, although I never did. Banishing her from my garden of friends seemed the best tactic.
The second poem was written for a couple who visited Australia each year from their home in England. Sadly, he has since passed away, but for all of you who are in happy relationships, or who have benefited from a loving marriage or partnership in your life, I hope you enjoy this. You might even want to share it with your loved one.
As always, I’d love to read your comments which you can write in the ‘comment’ box at the bottom of the page.
Banished Rhus
I had a rhus tree
with leaves that were brilliant
enticing
inviting
admired from a distance.
I stepped too close
she attacked
spewing poison from her leaves
and dripping fiery sap.
Instant
was my reaction.
Even now the pain recurs
the rash appears
on tissue scar
when I recall
the venom of her wrath.
She’s gone of course
rooted out
and if ever I see her again
I’ll take care
to keep my distance
from false vindictive rhus.
A Pair Of Doves
Two white doves
return every year.
I love to hear their cooing
a gentle sound that soothes the soul.
While he’s out during the day
she tidies and titivates the nest
chats with other birds
gathers garden goodies for tea
then fluffs out her feathers to look her best
when he returns.
They share a meal
and snuggle down for the night.
Ripples of kindness float across the darkness
encompassing me.
Lovely, Victoria. I liked the idea of banishing a troublesome being from your garden, your life. Not many people have the courage to do that. Most of us go on fertilizing, watering and pruning, hoping for new growth that will make everything pretty again. It would be better to focus on another part of the garden, of our life.
Margaret
Thank you Margaret and a special thanks for taking the time to comment here. I look forward to discussing this and other writings with you soon.
Victoria