Sunday, August 8, 2010

Magpie #26



I see the watering can
on the low wall.
The low wall which
mocks my indolence.

Come over here and do
some work for a change!
I’m being heckled by
stone and mortar.

I settle deeper into my book
content to ignore that call.
The plants can have their
happy hour later.



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18 comments:

  1. Superlative: I love it.
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  2. Charming, it really made me smile. A beautiful use of personification :)

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  3. The happy hour of flowers - clever idea!

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  4. take time for yourself-but dont forget to water!

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  5. A masterpiece of procrastination - we should all take life a bit more slowly I think. Nice job!

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  6. Hmmmm, gardening or reading? A tough choice. :-)

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  7. Wonderful write....love the happy hour call...bkm

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  8. Dear The Bug,
    Yeah, happy hour!

    This poem is me with plants. Just threw the last skeletons awayyyyy.

    LOL
    Ann T.

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  9. excellent interpretation of the prompt, nice magging!

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  10. Love-love the notion of the plants having a happy hour!

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  11. Hmm. That's pretty much how my summer has gone. How did you know?

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