Poem: The Longest Garden. By Vic Keegan

Poem: The Longest Garden. By Vic Keegan

The Longest Garden
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Let’s praise London’s secret fact
The jungle by the railway track
A garden unfolding as your carriage moves
The burden of the day it subtly soothes
Blackberries unpicked and elderflowers
That calm the weight of passing hours
Ash, oak and fledgling trees
Catch the eye with flashing ease
Convolvulus, the brute, is also there
All plants on its rampage soon to ensnare
And what’s that whizzing past my eyes
Could it be Berberis with butterflies
While Rose bay willow drooping in the rain
Flutters in the wind of our speeding train
We know this land should have better uses
(Build more houses. No excuses)
But until then while politicians harden
Just inhale the bliss of London’s lost garden.
Photograph from TfL. Buy a whole book of poems by Victor Keegan HERE.
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