See how Maud’s garden flourishes
with the soil moist and fertile.
She cares for it and she nourishes
it, skilfully and with great style.
Very confident and self-sufficient
she can manage the lot by herself
though people judge her deficient
for having been left on the shelf.
Sometimes lazy, she needs a push
but she’s good, with nimble fingers,
at planting or trimming her bush
on which her hand softly lingers.
She believes in self-pollination
and is positive that anyone can
achieve growth or propagation
without the intervention of man.
I don’t know if I like the concept
as expressed by dear old Maud
but I am prepared to accept
that many females will applaud.
© Luigi Pagano 2008
Comments
Silver Spun Sand | December 18, 2008 - 23:57
Luigi- strange as it may seem, I truly was only thinking about you today, and wondering if you were OK. I'd missed you of late.
But ... I needn't have worried. You are in fine form:-) The third stanza certainly one of your finest and, dare I say, sauciest ;-) Vintage Luigi, most certainly.
Tina xxx
Ewan | December 19, 2008 - 11:24
Well, you certainly raised a smile here... Not awfully PC, Luigi, and all the better for it, I think. Thanks for cheering me up no end.
Ewan
luigi_pagano | December 19, 2008 - 11:34
Dear Tina, many thanks for your concern. I have been indisposed of late but am gradually getting better.
I thought that this may attract your attention knowing how keen you are on gardening but I can see it is not the flora that has made an impression on you but the method of its cultivation. Very unorthodox.
Love, Luigi xxx
luigi_pagano | December 19, 2008 - 11:38
Nice to hear from you, Ewan, and glad that this managed to raise a smile. I agree, not at all PC but what the heck. Call it poetic licence.
Cheers.
littleditty | December 19, 2008 - 12:46
*applauds* what is not PC about this poem? Have i misunderstood something? I think its sweet - nice of the narrator of the poem to want to help out, but i know enthusiastic gardeners have their own tried and tested methods. Does Maud know Flora, the Komodo dragon of London Zoo fame? Now that's a poem ive been meaning to write -can i borrow Maud sometime, pop her in a poem, and see if i can germinate a bit of a creative spark? lol - i'm going now, this comment is completely out of control and needs restraining!! Thanks Luigi - i needed a smile desperately :o)xx
chuck | December 19, 2008 - 15:02
Very good luigi. It reminds me of a song heard occasionally in the Caribbean about a lawn-mower man. I'll say no more.
Ewan | December 19, 2008 - 18:52
Good decision, Chuck. :-)
luigi_pagano | December 20, 2008 - 10:24
Hi there, littleditty. It's not like you to misunderstand and I am sure you have caught the drift. Maud and Flora are as thick as thieves and you are welcome to borrow Maud any time you like. I would be interested to see what kind of situation you would create for her.
Don't hesitate to call on me whenever you are in need of a smile.
xxx
luigi_pagano | December 20, 2008 - 10:27
Hello Chuck. I am not au fait with that particular song but I can imagine the inference. Perhaps, as you say, it is diplomatic to say no more.
Cheers.
chuck | December 20, 2008 - 14:32
It's a calypso called 'Lawn 'Em Down' by Foreigner Frank. Very funny but rather rude. Caused quite a stir at the Bridgetown Cropover some years back. I've been trying to track down a copy.
luigi_pagano | December 21, 2008 - 09:19
Thanks for the info, Chuck. I'll join you in the hunt.
cjm | December 22, 2008 - 15:59
I did smile to myself halfway through too. Your poem was quite tongue in cheek. Entertaining.
luigi_pagano | December 22, 2008 - 16:40
Thanks for reading and commenting cjm. I must admit that it was tongue in cheek but if it brought a smile to your face I am more than satisfied.
BTW where is Bcn? North, South, East or West? Is it in this country?