Persley Walled Garden - Poem by Sheena Blackhall
a walled garden surrounded by:
one deer of an excitable disposition
three vandals in top of the range trainers.
a castleful of OAPs
a constipation of traffic
flown over by:
arthritic pigeons with iron hinges
a plethora of planes
a sparrow which unaccountably dropped its nest
four star petrol
slithered upon by:
a spaghetti of worms
an ooze of snails
rising damp in the lawn
which is shaved to a number one
one coy tesco bag tucked under a hedge's wing
a concrete pre-cast fountain with nozzle implants
a thrush enjoying a cold collation of Red Thai chicken salad
a rose's foreskin pulled back red and crinkly,
releasing a single drop
and all marked out like a freemason's apron,
measured and made precisely,
like the Sun King's parterres.
live workers tribute to dead workers
resting in peace after the final whistle.
crawls over a bag of crisps.
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