Reminds me of chauncey gardiner.

Politics and Gardening

See them there
With windblown movements
Colourful people
But with grey and drab minds
There is no tower
No stamen spire of intelligence
Just opportunities
That cold happenstance finds
A flowery leader
Atop a rancid pile of misdeeds
Would not be there
Without killing off all the weeds

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Written on 2018-04-26 at 14:37

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The line that makes this poem is " no stamen spire of intelligence." I think you have an allotment full of words you have skilfully cultivated.

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
indeed, but chauncey was an innocent, his heart was pure

wonderful imagery, j.r.