Thursday, August 5, 2010

Magpie Twenty Six




Those Watering Can Blues

Forgotten in the garden
Rusty dented .. losing my paint 
I sit atop this ancient wall
Prim proper, old and quaint


I used to be a beauty
Impervious to wind and rain 
Time has had its way with me
I've oxidized, aged ~ no longer vain


They say I have patina
A verdigris color that's rare 
Oxidized yes, but never weakened
Essence still as pure as air


Please fill me full of water
Remove me from this wall 
Let me play among the pansies
'til summer turns to fall


Then put me on a shelf inside
Keep me safe and dry 
No more harsh and cruel exposure
I've flowers to save before I die





49 comments:

  1. Ha ha Helen, I loved the line: 'Let me play among the pansies'.
    To each his own!

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  2. A lovely anthropomorphic watering can needing to be cherished. Don't we all. Lovely.

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  3. why this was quite charming
    and I could here those blues
    and yes.. I have flowers to save before I die..what a great line!

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  4. This is such a deliteful poem. Sweet and full of beauty. Love it!
    :-)

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  5. Beautiful and moving, Helen, this is poetic personification at its best. There's still some life and some love left in that darling water can yet :D

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  6. Helen, I really enjoyed the metaphor about our own lives that your poem created! Nicely done!

    Rick

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  7. I had hoped readers would link me with the watering can ~ and you did! Thanks.

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  8. very touching and beautiful words,
    great job, Helen!

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  9. Wonderful read! I enjoyed the rhyme!

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  10. what a great poem-love the rhythm and especially the last line!

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  11. Great poem. I love the last line.

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  12. I love how the watering can seems selfish, but in truth is selfless. I really liked; But time has had its way with me and Let me play among the pansies.

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  13. Really nice, like an old friend. I liked the use of patina, verdigris color and oxidized but my beauty still as pure as air.

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  14. There's a tinge of regret and rememberance.

    Very real, Helen.

    have a great weekend.

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  15. Wonderfully written! Making an item insignificant important. Great post!

    -Weasel

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  16. poor old can, quite breaks my heart.

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  17. Nice! "Flowers to save before I die."
    I like it!

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  18. This is a lovely poem. I especially like this line...

    '...I have flowers to save before I die.'

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  19. I really like this poem!

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  20. A wonderful piece, I enjoyed reading it.

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  21. Enjoyed this one a great deal.

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  22. i ha flowers to save...this is a watering can after my own heart...i really enjoyed you magpie!

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  23. Wonderful to have such a mission in life...save the flowers!! So clever..

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  24. This reminds me of an old man who loves to tend to his garden.

    Beautiful poem.

    May your day be wonderful.
    The Muse

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  25. my essence still as pure as air....beautifully said

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  26. Lovely, the watering cans own story.

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  27. What a lovely poem! All the dear thing wants is a little respect - just like us all!

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  28. If watering can's could smile - he'd have a shy, appreciative little grin on him!

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  29. Dear Helen: Thoroughly enjoyed this refreshing poem; like a splash in the watering can! Particularly love this line;
    "I'm oxidizing ~ no longer vain"
    Oh can I relate to this line! Although I think, unlike the can, I'm still somewhat ego-centric and vain! Can I help it? All these glowing critiques keep me young!

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  30. darling piece with such a nice flow in the words...and you have given this object so much life and purpose....splendid magpie...bkm

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  31. Wonderful persona, and especially love that last line. I feel exactly the same. Thanks for visiting my site,

    Elizabeth

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  32. It's not easy being verdigris! Lovely blues for a classic tool.

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  33. Yes! Flowers to save...go out and do it! Carpe diem.

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  34. Helen,
    I really think tools get upset of not used. I was what they were created for watering cans included.

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  35. Haha..I so enjoyed this...
    Especially "Prim, proper, old ~ yet quaint"...I sometimes tease my mom all that.Oh she runs for me with a stick when I call her she is pretty old.
    Hmm!I shall recite this for her she'll be so happy :)
    Thanx Helen..It was a superb magpie...

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  36. helen,
    Excellent, charming, and clever.....
    a well watered muse.
    rel

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  37. Awww.... the last line made me cry..
    The poem was so beautiful.. a wistful plea... A cry for help..
    It had a sad note to it, but the glimmer of hope made me really feel for the watering can here...
    Lovely!

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  38. Let me play among the pansies. I'm with Stafford. What a great image. Just a hint of whackiness.

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  39. Beautiful metaphor - I really enjoyed this. And I wear my patina as a badge of honour! :-)

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  40. Thanks for your visit to my blog and your encouragement.

    I can tell you have been doing Magpies for who knows how long! This one was delightful. I loved your word choices.

    PG

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  41. Wonderful! Very clever and rhythmic (love the "verdigris"). Terrific magpie.
    Thank you so much for visiting my blog.

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  42. This was such a fun poem! Makes me feel sorry for the poor little can.

    Thanks for stopping by and my oh my...how you set my mind to twisting and turning. I'm certainly pondering how those bronze ladies found their way into the gentleman's garden.

    Have a wonderful day!

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  43. I love this. Your rhyming scheme and tone were just perfect. And that little touch of poignancy regarding the fate of the watering can was so effective. So well written!

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  44. This is beautiful! I've read quite a few of your posts now, and I really like your style! This was playful, yet melancholy, and oh so well written. And thanks for your visit and nice comment at Life is Good. I hope to see you again.

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