Pretty Flowers

You’ve probably heard the expression “growing like weeds”. Weeds seem to grow fast and get out of control quickly. Well, I don’t like weeds, and do my best to keep them out of my yard, but most times I feel I’m fighting a battle I can’t win. And, yes, there are undertones in this simple poem about “weeds”. I’ll leave them to your imagination, and I welcome your comments.

Pretty Flowers

There are weeds in my yard

I didn’t put them there

I don’t want them there

And so I pull them

I notice they are thickest

Where the neighbor’s yard ends

And my yard begins

It’s not rocket science, this weed problem
The neighbor watches

As I sweat and pull

Shakes his head and smiles

Flips his cigarette butt into my yard
I try to ignore him

But he won’t allow it

“You know,” he says, still smiling

“The weeds have pretty flowers”

Copyright © 2012 C. Mashburn

I’ll be sharing this with the dVerse Poets Pub later today, on their Open Link night #67.

37 Comments »

  1. Liked this very much – there is always another perspective.

  2. ahhhhhhhh, another good thing about weeds–the act of weeding is such great excercise and gets us outside. Great therapy~

    • I agree, Jody Lee. I love being outside, I love exercise, and weeds are a good excuse for both. And, just so ya know, the poem is a work of fiction; sort of. My neighbors on both sides of me don’t take care of their yards, and their weeds do spread into mine, but I don’t care. I do the best I can with what I have to wrok with. It’s all good!

  3. Oh, throwing his butt into my yard would rankle me. Especially as I would have to pick it up. As for the weeds, annoying aren’t they!

    • Although I do find the occasional butt in my yard, this didn’t actually happen. And, weeds are weeds; I pull ’em, they grow back. Just one a them thangs!

  4. I have places in my garden which are reserved for the weeds and the wildlife. There are cultivated bits as well, but the wild part is my favourite. I can understand your frustration with the neighbour, though.
    I’m sure you’ve heard the definition of a weed as a plant in the wrong place. 🙂

    • Same here, Viv. I have big beautiful weeds that come back every year, and I let them be. I do try to keep them out of the lawn, though.

  5. smiles…well i agree with him…some of my favorite flowers are weeds…but i would have flicked the cigarette back at him and told him to keep his trash…smiles…

    • There is this one particular weed that is prominent around here, that does have pretty white–sometimes yellow–flowers. I notice some of the neighbors seem to leave them be, and it is quite pretty to see a yard solid white or yellow with them. Just goes against my grain, ya know! Got to pull em! I made up the cig butt thang. Seemed like good theatre.

  6. Some see beauty lying amongst the weeds 🙂 hope you are well Charles 🙂

  7. Mary said

    Ah yes, weeds DO oftentimes have pretty flowers….but still one does not want them to be fruitfull and multiply in YOUR yard. I understand that 100%

  8. I’ve found so many pretty flowers, poems actually, during weekend bouts of otherwise mindless yard work, Charles. Thoughtful piece, sir.

    • I agree! I am often inspired when doing things like pulling weeds. Mowing is one of my favorites; lot’s of time to think about things. Thanks, Joseph!

  9. Sherry Mashburn said

    One man’s weed is another man’s . . . bluebonnet!

  10. ayala said

    I used to love weeds when I was little, I thought they were flowers. I still do.

  11. … as does most things in life if we only look

  12. LOL!
    Perhaps this is why I moved to the outskirts and tolerate bobcats, mountain lions, coyotes, rattlesnakes and venomous toads!

  13. Hay Charles: You supprised me.. I didn’t know that rednecks had lawns LOL. 🙂 but thanks for the great lesson this morning.. God Bless… Bro Pat.

    • Well, Pat, that’s how my neck got red! Bent over pulling weeds!

      • LOL! Thattel doit 4 shore… Enjoyed you article very much.. Blessings my friend… Bro Pat.. 🙂

  14. Aya Wilson said

    sharp observations.

  15. hedgewitch said

    I enjoyed this–I think it says a lot about what matters in nature(besides sustaining all life, etc)–it has different things for different people, but something for (almost) everyone to connect with, whether it;s weeds, beauty, exercise, or just the feeling of being part of something so much bigger than us. I used to pull weeds, among other things, for a living, and always found that, like mowing, it was my kind of meditation. Thanks Charles.

    • Yes’m. More and more, I find enjoyment in tasks like pulling weeds and mowing. Gives me lots of time to think about stuff.

  16. I weed to a point, but the crabgrass eventually wins. Often wish I could afford TrueGreen or one of those lawn services to keep the weeds at bay!! I tell my neighbor (who’s lawn is perfect) to look at the bright side, that my lawn makes hers look that much better!! It really is all a matter of perspective! Enjoyed reading this!

    • I’m the same way, Ginny. I fight them for a while, then let em be. I also wish I could afford one of those service companies. Oh well. We do the best we can!

  17. Susan said

    Love thy neighbor. Yuppers. Well put and energetic.

  18. Raivenne said

    There is always another perspective. I like this.

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