SAVAGING THE PYRACANTHA

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I’ve had a very pleasant surprise. While I was out yesterday a friend came round and trimmed back the Pyracantha that was growing in to a huge scrawny mess by my front gate. It’s a shrub that I like for simple reasons, it’s evergreen and it has lovely red berries in Autumn.  The downside is that the branches are covered in sharp thorns that can easily  rip your fingers. This poem is to say thank you and to invite a reply in verse from him.

 

SAVAGING THE PYRACANTHA

Home from the city and

the garden gate sticks

as usual.

Thirteen crazy paved steps

up and then –

surprise.

Looking back

the view has changed.

Been rearranged.

Less shade more of

the winding road.

And weak sunlight

now spatters

where the pyracantha

squats

diminished.

*

But

life is hard

without shelter

even when

the thorns

are fewer.

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About rhymebydesign

Mother, grandmother, mainstream poet and short story writer. Started off in life as a teacher, but then moved out of the classroom in to educational administration. Curious about what makes people tick, including my own tickings! I enjoy long walks, thought provoking books, theatre and leading a simple life. I offer a customised poetry writing service for any occasion you might like to mark. Contact me at rhymebydesign@hotmail.com for a quick quote.

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