Goldfinch60

Time For Battle.

Well the time had come

As it does every year,

But this year it would be different.

A full bloodied assault was needed,

Needed to defeat my nemesis.

The first thing was to put on my armour,

As my enemy was so dangerous,

It always fought back

And over the years

Has drawn my blood,

But experience has taught me

That full body armour is required,

Especially this time,

As my battle will be strong.

I intend that my foe

Will be brought to its knees.

Armour on I chose my weapons,

Choose those which will guarantee

That I will win this day,

And drive my enemy into defeat.

Right I am ready!

I start at the flanks

Where the guards are posted,

I cut them down easily,

They were not looking.

The further I get into the might,

The might of my enemy,

It starts fighting back

With vigour and strength,

But my weapons are strong.

My blood is drawn

As it sneaks past my armour,

But I am winning.

I come to the final battle

And win with ease.

I stand there victorious,

Although I am blood stained

I am the Conqueror,

Conqueror of my nemesis,

As once more,

The pyracantha succumbs,

Succumbs to my strength in battle.

Comments10

  • orchidee

    Good write Gold. That pesky pyracantha. You beat it once more?!In me sheltered life I deal with daffodils! heehee.

    • Goldfinch60

      Thank you Orchi.

    • Michael Edwards

      It's a viscous plant but so decorative and a great barrier - pleased you won the battle Andy.

      • Goldfinch60

        Yes it is a wonderful plant Michael, I have three large bushes in my garden, the birds love them.

      • FineB

        Hi Goldfinch60

        An incredible poem and an interesting look at nature!

        Keep writing
        FineB

        • Goldfinch60

          Thank you FineB, much appreciated.

        • Laura

          A great write, Gold!
          Kept me in suspense till the end! I thought I was reading one of Don Quixote’s adventures !😉

          The Pyracantha would make a great decorative security wall!
          I enjoyed the read.

          ~Laura~

          • Goldfinch60

            Thank you Laura, I am honoured to be compared with Cervantes.

            It does indeed provide security, one of my friends has a hedge of it around his front garden!

          • burning-embers

            And may qualcast be your armour and stanley be your aid.

            • Goldfinch60

              Stanley was very helpful.

            • Lorna

              Brave you!!! I have battled thorny wild roses and I swear they have thinking brains......... they got my eye once - luckily not serious. I rant and rave when I'm tackling them. I think I'm winning!

              • Goldfinch60

                This gardening lark can be quite a dangerous business.

              • skyebellasario

                Great write Goldfinch!

                • Goldfinch60

                  Thank you for your comment, much appreciated.

                • Christina8

                  It is a wonderful write. I am glad you have a garden so early in the year.

                  • Goldfinch60

                    The garden is always there, me the gardener should get out and do more to it.
                    Thank you Christina.

                  • orchidee

                    Did Don Quixote/Cervantes have pyra-wotsits? I'm sure we both visited his garden in person years ago, with us being millions of years old!

                    • Goldfinch60

                      Yes he did, it was up the side of his windmill.

                    • FredPeyer

                      You have your Pyracantha, I have my Bougainvillea! Same fight! You wrote a great poem about it, I just swear!

                      • Goldfinch60

                        Thanks Fred. I assume you say something like "Oh Dear I do wish that had not happened!"

                        • FredPeyer

                          Certainly, gentleman that I am, but I say it in Swiss German because it sounds a lot more threatening.



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