ABPA - Australian Bush Poets Association

Crisis in the Garden

I’m faced with a dilemma, my garden’s overgrown,
Summer’s almost non stop rain has seen disaster sown,
the beds are all up that creek, its name which is well known,
establishing order is a chore I can’t postpone.

I’ve tried to get some help by watching Gardening Australia,
but, one look at host Costa’s head concluded this a failure,
tangled hair and beard did not seem the right regalia
to help me in the quest to save my dahlia and azalea.

Isn’t it amazing, how quickly weeds will spread
where they are not wanted, throughout a garden bed,
their tentacles stretch far and wide, akin to a fine thread,
making their removal a task that’s filled with dread.

In terms of devastation this garden tops the class,
just seeing it gives feelings of a half empty glass,
bindii, onion weed, oxalis, carpet grass,
all in all, most would call a right pain in the arse.

The mistress of the house is unconcerned by all this mess,
her pelargonium’s glowing, showing no sign of distress,
there are some who’d think that plant a problem to address
however, I’ve been down that road with no chance of success.

Now’s the time to strive toward reward hard work can bring,
providing I can extricate the nasty bits that sting,
resurrect the garden to a place with bling and zing,
full of healthy blossoms, the trademark of the Spring.

Jeff Thorpe 18 May 2013 ©

Costa's got a wonderful head..and beard

I find it hard to take him seriously keep wondering what he would look like without the mop ???



Bob

G'day Neville & Bob

I suppose I've been unkind. At least his head is not follically challenged like mine. Hardly an example for a tidy garden though.

Regards, Jeff

Your poem is a very familiar scene except we are in drought and there's not much use trying to do anything with the garden.