So then taking time out
to appraise whether the
effort of pumpkin fertilisation
makes sense doesn’t faze
me - the plants are from
random seeds casually sown
My re-invention as a bee
adds credibility to what might
otherwise be disowned as a case
of recidivous behaviour; okay,
opportunistic maybe, but no
knavery that I can see
Then there’s the veridicality
of at least six pods assaying proof
they’re expanding rapidly -
whether from my efforts alone
isn’t clear - but no others
contest it’s not the truth
And forsooth - I count vine
blessings dressed in a mode
of bumper crop thriving in a
spot seen easily from kitchen
window - believe me, there’s
hugely soothing comfort in that
© 15 April 2018, I. D. Carswell
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