Treasure Island

Mark R Slaughter


Manure


The rotting garden,
Bare across the winter months,
Sleeps alive –

Fortitude is rumbling ‘mongst Manure
Giving character,
Bringing in the farm –
Fecundity in faeces!

We talk about consistency of shit –
We dig it in –
We love it –

Gives the element of pride,
For we are green
And dreaming evermore
Of yet another bulging plot.

Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
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Submitted: Sunday, October 30, 2011
Edited: Saturday, November 12, 2011

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  • Tsira Gogeshvili (11/11/2011 5:39:00 AM)

    We talk about consistency of shit -
    We dig it in -
    We love it -

    Gives the element of pride,
    ...................................................

    Inconvenient... but realistic a phrase... Mr. Mark,
    Tsira (Report) Reply

  • Dave Walker (10/30/2011 5:19:00 PM)

    Really really liked this. It made a nice change.
    A great poem.
    May i invite you to read my new poem called,
    Family of lies. (Report) Reply

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