Is That Why? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon


“You cannot dig a hole in a different place by digging the same one deeper.” Edward de Bono

Is That Why?

Why are holes always so difficult,
resisting the heaviest of sweats,
the greatest intentions of thrust,
the clay is stubborn and felt everywhere,
the sand exhausts as it slides in and in,
removing the turf is never that  simple,
while the tree roots are always attrition,
getting in to dig down is easy enough,
but getting out is another story,
is that why it's called a drain?

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Filed under Free Verse, Gardening, Humour, life

20 responses to “Is That Why? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. The perfect metaphor for the trouble we get ourselves into!

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  2. Hmmm … this old plumber dug many holes … Why ? … afterwards the birds flew over and saw the same old scene …

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  3. I agree with Liz’ comment, its touching me. 😉 xx Michael

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  5. lync56

    I like the link to another meaning of the word drain at the end


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