While weeds are plenty

Clarifying your statement
to say that you traveled
far and wide to apply -
fertilizer - but to a select -
not chosen or represented
by ombudsmen of unwanted
greens.

They took, took the pleasure
of your company, they
multiplied and drank in
soil, moisture, minerals
you supplied, when daring
them to die a death
meant only.

Now to arms you say -
your hybrids send a receipt
taken as slap, and saber
drawn to remark of the
tall, to the warring many,
they relish in annoying
natural folk.

Flowering thus, they
fertilize, but no eggs for
fear of human catastrophe -
who yearn for guiltless
days, relaxing in soil,
ready for scrapes with
speed limits.

In this they succeed in
their travel, inches become
miles, skyward, onward -
encouraging entrepreneurial
growth in scandalous
flight of clapping gigantic
blackbird.

© 2013 Larry Ingram