This flaming-red plant along our driveway brought to mind the fiery bush Moses encountered on Mount Sinai. Inspired by it, I wrote the below poem.




SLIPS OF THE TONGUE

According to the Ten Commandments of Gardening
You MUST eradicate 
sinful deedsoops, I meannasty weeds. 

In order to do so,
you SHOULD 
never befoul your souloops, I meanalways practice damage control. 

If not, you’ll NEED to kneel before a flaming bush 
to buck envy, lust, pride and greed….
oops, I meanto pluck until your fingers bleed. 

 However, to AVOID,
a social diseaseoops, I meanarthritic bad knees
you can pray until dawn…orspray the damn lawn.

  

© 2015 Photo and Poem by Rose Marie Boyd