My Own Backyard Poem by Dianne Feaver

When the lilies get too big
they fall over the peonies
and the peonies hate that
and retaliate by growing
in unattractive clumps
into the English ivy
now forced by this surprise invasion
to splay up the cottage gate
and tangle up the latch
between my yard and my neighbour's
and the neighbours hate that
so they retaliate with clippers,
rakes and shovels full of dirt
and make the creeping ivy
stay where it was put
which sends a message to the lilies
that it's ok to fall upon
whatever lies beneath.

I must speak to my lilies.