A poem: His lilies of the Alley

His lilies of the Alley

 

 

 

 

 

“Be wary of jokesters fun”, warned he.
A solemn caution, made by a solemn man;
a bore.

The flower pot was filled with painted sculptured metal
Recycled from broken bits
placed on the path towards his home
by the sculptor and painter, Grant Wood

“Lilies of the alley”, he called them in jest
playing the punsters fun
with words; and in deed

Or are these vessels placed in another sort of alley?
between the dumpster and the side entrance to the club
near oil stains, broken bottles and gravel
a child in a recess, sleeping in heroin?

“Be wary of tricksters fun”, warned he
A solemn caution, made by a solemn man;
but still a bore?

Lilies of the valley, called ladder-to-heavon
Mary’s tears at seeing her son’s death
Or Eve’s, when driven from the garden
The gift to envision a better world, made bitter

“Be wary of mockers”, warned he
“Remember the children, that bitter taste”
A solemn caution, made by a sad man

No, said I. The gift Wood gave is to envision a bitter world made better
In the Lilies of the Alley
Placed on the path towards home

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2 Responses to A poem: His lilies of the Alley

  1. nowwhatsmyname says:

    an ode to the Lilies of the Alley
    now i am interested with Grant Wood as I am fascinated with your poem…
    thanks… 🙂

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