Botanist Approaching Fifty

‘Flowers in Hartlepool’ by Jay Cool

Do a project, the teacher said.
You can choose the title.

Spend some time, just with your friend,
reading books and writing.

We collected books, ’bout every flower,
copied, coloured, outlined them.

About each flower, I remember nothing –
no name, no colour, no hue.

But, if I could, from my window view,
see a garden full of flowers,

I’d be content in every way.
And live life to the full.

In flowery tribute to Ricardo Scribblero (the famous rhyming poet), by Jay Cool, September 2018.

Published by The Silly-Savvy Salopian

Freelance writer and descendant of the cave dweller and outlaw, Humphrey Kynaston. Banished from Shropshire for my eccentricity, I have made my home in Suffolk. I write poetry, short stories, travel journals, comedy gig reviews and non-fiction articles. My wish is to write my way back into the heart of my birth land. All writing commissions (and free holidays in Shropshire!) considered.

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