The Garden Party Poem by James Hart

The Garden Party



They streamed in
like creepers curling
round a great tree trunk

the young, the old
the agile, the wheelchaired
the glum and the smiling

the sky remained
glum too only
releasing a few tears

tea was supped
Pimms was enjoyed
cream teas devoured

children played games
old women talked
old men did nothing

money, much money
was made, hurrah
for that was its purpose really.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Cj Heck 05 August 2009

Very nice, James. Good use of imagery. Interesting disclosure of the main theme in final stanza. Excellent. Warmest regards, CJ Heck

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James Hart

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