Art Arena's World Poems - Poet: Margaret Boles

Margaret Boles

Margaret Boles says of herself:

"I am a married lady from Ireland, my background is medical - I was a nurse, my father was a doctor, my husband is a pharmacist, and I am now a qualified assistant - but I've been mostly at home with the children - We have five children now aged 24 - 12.
I started writing poetry in 1996 after some illnesses, then joined a writers group. I have always loved reading, and am very interested in current affairs and biography. - My other interests include language and travel, and I am fortunate to have travelled to Africa, Thailand, Burma and U.S.A., as well as Europe and U.K."

"Honeysuckle"

My Grandmother loved honeysuckle;

I remember being with her

One day, in her garden,

As she told me

She loved its smell,

I expect it grew quite readily

Along hedgerows and roadsides

In the Wicklow and Wexford

Of her girlhood; when

She was widowed early,

The garden became

one of her special interests

She loved honeysuckle,

Roses, and shrubs,

Possibly gave some guidance

To my mother, her daughter-in-law,

Who was green-fingered too.

How she admired one of my plates,

My mother, with a honeysuckle pattern,

Wouldn't give it back,

When she finished the meal I brought her,

She wanted to treasure

Her memories

Of my grandmother,

For she said, my father

Was beautifully brought up.

I was so sad yesterday

When one of those plates was broken,

With the lovely honeysuckle picture,

I could almost smell the fragrance,

I always recall the day

My grandmother told me

She loved honeysuckle,

Loved its honey-sweetened smell!

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