Bed Bath and Beyond
Satire
So they told me even before I arrived
I’d be on the 15th floor
I replied, hell no I hate lifts
then they went silent
short pause...
they then said I could bring one thing from home
of course I chose my framed sunflowers
I always hated the colour yellow
but my sunflowers, are florescent pink
even though I know they are in fact yellow
If I told you they speak to me
I suspect
you would immediately presume I’m barking mad?
well they do, and we have the most magnificent conversations
we talk about everything from political arguments
to the weather and the aliens who most certainly live amongst us
we also have great conversation about the cactus
that sits at the end of my bed
somedays it has more than four arms
did you know that the more arms one has
the more blossoms and fruit it can produce?
what a lot of codswallop
the cactus sitting at the end of my bed is yellow
one of its hands can speak
well, I can only imagine
because I can hear a voice
even though I know I’m the only one in the room
it moves from side to side I swear it laughs at me too
well, today I’ve decided to snap all its hands off
yes, you heard me
rip them off and throw them out the window
after all
I need some peace and quiet
and so do my sunflowers
after all, it’s time for their bed bath.
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I do love a cactus! Excellent.
Also it sounds like that particular cactus has buttons, you would be wise to not eat them! For a second time at least, Ye, with the Soul of an Indian
My cactus is actually an asylum nurse lol , nice to see you dear Rory, my fishing rod always brings you to the surface for my satire. LoL happy Friday dear poet. 🌹
Down the rabbit hole we're all asylum inmates. We always welcome newcomers
Oh I've been in the next bed to you for years 😂
Seems you can turn your poetic hand to anything. Your words are more than enough. The reader needs not illustrations. This reader could picture everything as he progressed through your poem. The interaction, if that is the right word, between the subject, the sunflowers and the cactus is brilliantly portrayed.
And when was the last time I encountered "barking mad" and "codswallop" in the same poem. Great stuff.
And why would you not talk to sunflowers about important matters? They may be more sensible than some people.
The verses about the hands of the cactus are inspired. I love them. Almost Monty Python like.
The end? I can't find a suitable superlative. Absolutely brilliant dear Shirley. 🌹
Wow dear Bernie, first of all thank you for the codswallop it was obviously spelt wrong now I've corrected it, yes I do love the mad side, this was inspired by a fellow poet, the cactus such an interesting beast lol if we cannot be nutty then we cannot find our wonderful imagination. I'm so thrilled by your amazing review, you seem to get me as a writer, as amateur is I am, so very humbled by your words, I can almost hear your voice. A huge thank you, happy Friday my dear friend. 🌹and my beloved sunflowers yes, the regional flower of Tuscany no less, plus my dear Van Gogh obviously loved them too. 🌻
Love the jaunty tone of this Shirley and the way you use flowers to accentuate the meaning. Powerful imagery and I agree about the aliens ...definitely. Great use of cactus to mean nurse lol...some can be more prickly than the patients!! Wonderful work x
Awe, thank you dear Marion, my space ship leaves at 3 pm you coming? lol 🤣 big hugs ❤️
Seriously...you should read the books of Paul Wallis and Matthew LaCroix...certainly a different perspective on the genesis of mankind...I'm coming lol x
Hi Shirley,
I have 'parachute plants.'
I talk to them like babies
and they give me a lift!
Nicely done.
Love,
Terry.
xoxo :)
lol 🤣 that's good to know. Thank you so much for coming by. 🌹