Garden Center Poem by Almedia Knight-Oliver

Garden Center

Rating: 5.0


There she sits in the midst of my garden
beneath the roses and poses;
delighting in the daffodils like those on the hill.

The sun opened four eyes-
colorful tulips and her brown eyes

The sun just opened before my eyes.
Oh my, what a chore to reach the core!
Look at her hoeing and weeding,
flinging sweat from her brow;
to behold the beauty within.

Just clear the “stuff”-
hurts and pains;
blames and shames;
cruses and lies;
chameleonic righteous
and their exaggerated colors!

Destroy the lies, then
bury them in a sand hole.
only in her rich garden flowers grow
look at how she takes great pleasure
in tending her garden and share
the fruits of her labor.



Almedia S. Knight or ASK

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Nivedita Bagchi SPC UK 08 April 2010

Ma’am …Values of Life, ‘chameleonic righteous… Destroy the lies, then /bury them in a sand hole….’ Righteousness is becoming rare and flowers are afraid to bloom…lol… The gardener hushing…in despair and desperation…and You’ve shown the positive sides as poets are…mostly …’ look at how she takes great pleasure’… Indeed a great use of metaphor…in you uncanny way… 10++ Ms. Nivedita UK

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Claude H Oliver Ii 28 November 2009

A metaphor for the garden of life.

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Obinna Eruchie 31 August 2009

A beautiful poem. 'Destroy the lies, then/ bury them in a sand hole./ only in her rich garden flowers grow/ look at how she takes great pleasure/ in tending her garden and share/ the fruits of her labor.

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