The Garden Door

The Garden Door

A Poem by David Lewis Paget

The garden at home, from what I recall
Was massive and overgrown,
More like a huge untended park
That was mine to explore and roam.
There were trees and shrubs and flowerbeds
That were all burnt up and dried,
I never saw anyone water it 
So most of the garden died.

And my grandfather would wander about
And he’d grumble under his beard,
Mumble about his offspring, as he
Wondered what he’d reared.
‘They all take after their mother’s side,’
He would say, ‘They have no spine,
I’ve searched and searched for an Astrogoth
But I don’t think that they’re mine.’

I doubted they really wanted me,
They’d throw me over the fence,
And say, ‘Go play with your grandfather,
He’s more like you, and dense.’
Then off they’d go to the garden’s end
To sit by the smoking pit,
Whenever I’d ask if I could go
My mother would throw a fit.

‘Don’t go to the end of the garden or
We might just leave you there,
Your cousin fell in the pit of hell
And was burnt beyond compare.’
I watched the smoke pour out of the ground
To see if my parents lied,
But sure as hell, there were flames as well
Right there, where my cousin died.

One day I watched as it opened up
To reveal the son of sin,
My parents ventured a little close
And then they had tumbled in,
He yelled and roared, called on the Lord
That he spared him in his den,
‘Just take your half-wits back,’ he cried,
‘My hell is not for them!’

I haven’t been to the garden now
For years, since my Gramps took off,
So I’m the only descendant now
With the name of Astrogoth,
That smoking pit with a door to it
I have tried for years to sell,
But nobody seems to want to buy
A personal door to hell.

David Lewis Paget


© 2016 David Lewis Paget



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Hehe 'For Sale - One way to Hell - One careless owner" ~ I feel there's more to this than meets the eye though Mr Paget

I laughed at the image of old Nick refusing to take them - I felt for the poor boy whose parents were rejects from Hell.
Sometimes their own front door is the door to Hell for many people, having to face the outside world and it's myriad daemons.


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Another good story David.

Posted 1 Year Ago


you never let me down and this is magnificent writing David, dark, witty and packing a true punch but I'll pass on the offer of a door to hell, Astrogoth what a wonderful name, thanks for this helter-skelter to hell :)

Posted 1 Year Ago


HansJizzy and Anto are the same person.

Posted 1 Year Ago


I was not expecting how this turned. The turning went slowly unlike most poems. Fantastic work!

Posted 1 Year Ago


Laughing out loud at this gem. Take your half wits back...I have a couple of those in my family too. Valentine

Posted 1 Year Ago


No one wants to buy a personal door to hell but they surely rent space adjacent from time to time, I'll bet. Found this one to be a romp of a poem for all its Dark at the end. Still witty and wonderful to read.

Posted 1 Year Ago


I was so mystified, first enchanted, then horrified then confused then...
BOOM... the punch! I swear I laughed so hard I spit tea all over my laptop. Satan is a disgusted huff, how marvelous and delicious can you get.
One of the best things I have read in a long time

Posted 1 Year Ago


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A very good lead for a interesting tale.
"I haven’t been to the garden now
"For years, since my Gramps took off,
So I’m the only descendant now
With the name of Astrogoth,
That smoking pit with a door to it
I have tried for years to sell,
But nobody seems to want to buy
A personal door to hell."
I wanted to know more. Thank you my friend for sharing the excellent tale.
Coyote

Posted 1 Year Ago


David, this one has a lot of symbolism woven throughout. You really told another story, but this one has a lot of underlying meaning, which I really like. Great work!

Posted 1 Year Ago


David, a very creative write about the pits of hell. I enjoy all your poems but this one hit me with a little more character. Excellent imagery and rythmic flow. Will be sure to share with others. Richie.

Posted 1 Year Ago



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David Lewis Paget
David Lewis Paget

Moonta, South Australia, Australia



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