Friday, 4 March 2016

Digging for poems



TO BOSTON IVY

I wish my writing was of a hardier sort
like Boston Ivy that clings without support
and never sheds its leaves and grows in any aspect.

I’d like to write like Boston Ivy
with my pink flush autumn success
shimmering on me.

Instead of which I cling
only when supported
like Clematis Armandi.

And sport my purple flowers
sparingly, singly

and sometimes not at all! 



Copyright with Cathy Leonard 2016

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