Oasis

By Bradene

Tue, 21 Oct 2008
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I own a plot.
It is decorated with a bungalow
of reasonable proportions

surrounding it, an array of flora
most hybrid,
all colourful
and twenty first century,
styled in Mediterranean fashion.

An oasis
in a desert of concrete,
but
then
to my neighbour
my plot
is part of that desert too…

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Comments

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Many a true word is spoken in a poem, Val and indeed this is certainly no exception. Made me really think. Nice one. Tina xx

 

Submitted by Bradene on
Thanks Tina I love my little Garden but I do miss our bigger one at the other house, though this is easier for us to manage as we get older. Val x

Submitted by Bradene on
Thanks Tina Love Val x

Submitted by luigi_pagano on
When I hear the term urban jungle I imagine a city full of vegetation. How ironic that, with few exception, all we get is an abundance of concrete monstrosities. Your poem describes this situation perfectly. Luigi x

 

Submitted by Bradene on
You should see some of the gardens around here! Talk about delusions of grandeur!! (-; Thanks Luigi Love Val x

Submitted by andrea on
This is lovely Val - I, too, try to make an oasis of green in my city garden. My neighbours mostly don't bother - but then an overgrown jungle is preferable to concrete paving, no? http://www.ukauthors.com http://www.ukapress.com

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Submitted by Bradene on
Oh Most definitely it is. I'm just so happy to be living in a small market town these days instead of a great metropolis, but then I have always been a country girl at heart (-; thanks Andrea. Val x