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Posted: March 1st. 2013 2:58:44 PM
Growing Mint Plants, from Dream to Nightmare
by Phronesus Disegno
Age Group: Adult
This is a story
In all of its glory
While dining at some pizzerias.
My gardening plans
Left to my brown-thumb hands
Having one of my *brilliant* ideas.
For as I have said
And if you've ever read
My poems of gardening practice,
How hard that I try
Yet still my plants die --
I've even failed growing a cactus.
But here I must halt
Saying 'twasn't my fault!
For myself I can't bring to shame.
Sweet little ol' me?
Just as nice as can be?
Well perhaps I'll admit "some" blame.
My garden, you see,
Barren dirt with debris,
Needed just one good working hint;
Deep in thought there was I
Wondering what would not die,
Then it HIT me -- I'll plant some mint!
Mint plants I have heard
Taking anyone's word
Love to grow, and it went to my head.
Dreams of garden adorned,
But a friend harshly warned,
The mint plants will spread and spread. And spread.
So with nary a doubt
I rushed quickly about
Buying mint plants and feeling enchanted:
Chocolate mint, apple mint,
Orange mint, pineapple mint, ALL planted.
The summer went by
And my spirits were high
All mint plants took root and thrived!
Each day with relief
I would rub every leaf
Mint aromas made me feel revived!
Then came wintertime
And the plants fell sublime
Every leaf dried, all to my own dread.
With summertime gone
Thinking my plants passed on,
I was sad, for I thought they were dead.
But then springtime showers
Now including new flowers
My mint plants in one big collection
Shot shoots everywhere
And this I can swear
They exploded in every direction!
And to my surprise
And without compromise
Those mint plants had started a war --
As though at all hours
They choked out all flowers
Other plants could grow there Nevermore.
Some mint plants would creep
While others would leap
And controlling them now was so hard;
As good as they smelled
They now have rebelled
To proceed far beyond my backyard.
The neighbors complained
For each time it rained
The mint plants would further enmesh
Their growth never slowed
And each time I mowed
The neighborhood smelled minty fresh.
Now what can I do?
After all I've gone through,
I must now ask my neighborhood's pardon.
I got what I wanted,
But these mint plants are haunted!
All because I just wanted a garden.
A garden that grew,
But tell me, who knew?
Should've heeded my good friend's advice.
The mint plants have spread,
Very far, far from dead,
But at least, the mint tea is nice.
Author's Notes: Mint is said to relieve heartburn. I'll never have heartburn again for as long as I live... ;-)
Author's Location: Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
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