Creeping Bellflower Scourge
written by: Bev Muendel-Atherstone
Stealthily they crept along the garden floor,
Hidden within the Maltese crosses tall.
When suddenly clustered they appeared,
Bright rows of buds belied the coming pall.
As their lilac bells proclaimed aloud,
This bed would be theirs alone by Fall.
Little did they know their incessant chiming,
Awakened within me a storming rank resolve,
To choke their songs from their elongated necks,
When their brief flash of indigo faded and devolved.
I started with just one, next a small cluster:
Pulling and yanking until my muscles yelled.
Into the compost bag fitted within a pail,
I stuffed the weeping choruses of lilac bells,
Who chimed for help until at last they lay,
Trapped into a creepy silence by that deep well.
When the new green sprouted where once snow had been,
I missed their cheery rows in freshest spring,
Their lilac hues unmatched by anything.
I grieved my acts, and wished to hear them ring.
When from a corner plot, I heard them softly sing.
Relief and rage went hand in hand,
As I did their throats most gently wring!
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