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July 8, 2023~Bottle Garden Contest~Host: Julia Ward  

Bottle Garden

I found a large glass container in an antique store.
My panoptic vision for it became so much more...
A bottle garden that would bring me such pleasure,
so, it grew into a tiny jungle of plants to treasure.
I nurtured it quite tenderly for almost two years
but one morning, what I found left me in tears.
Tiny mites and aphids stripped all the foliage clean.
I'll burn my bottle garden and pests with kerosene.
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Horne Avatar
July 15, 2023 at 6:30 AM
awww, sad one here - I tried with a tiny bottle once & the plants all died too
Lane Avatar
July 15, 2023 at 6:36 AM
Hiya Jack. This is a fictional write. I used to have one in a 5 gallon glass water bottle and it was doing fine until my little one decided she'd water it for me... about a gallon's worth of water. lol Thanks.
Dietrich Avatar
July 8, 2023 at 9:58 PM
I really like this poem. Thanks to you and Jan, I now know what a bottle garden is. I went a different way with it.
Lane Avatar
July 9, 2023 at 7:03 AM
It's a terrarium and I'm certain you've heard of that. Thanks, Andrea. What matters is that you entered. ;-)
Allison Avatar
July 8, 2023 at 3:56 PM
love the use of panopic Lin, those pesky insects sure are making a mess of these poems. good luck in the contest, i think this is a most excellent poem:-) hugs Jan xx
Lane Avatar
July 8, 2023 at 4:08 PM
I think I like your way of thinking! Thanks a bunch, Jan.
Kavanagh  Avatar
July 8, 2023 at 3:47 PM
I would’ve named this one Molotov cocktail Lin, yes I liked the way you wrapped it up without compromise, the expedient way is sometimes the best way when dealing with pests, a dark one for sure, excellently penned, cheers David
Lane Avatar
July 8, 2023 at 3:51 PM
Merci, David... One pest is yet to be burned, but that one will not be torched by my hand, perhaps just a titch singed. 'twas such a promising tale until the pests arrived.
Kitchin Avatar
July 8, 2023 at 2:03 PM
Lin, a great poem with a great ending!
Lane Avatar
July 8, 2023 at 2:26 PM
Hi, Tania. I thought it a bit unusual, but it's just as well that it didn't make it. Some things get terminated without warning. ;-)
Goldsmith Avatar
July 8, 2023 at 1:27 PM
Your "Bottle Garden" is a wonderful rhyme write. Have a great weekend..............
Lane Avatar
July 8, 2023 at 1:56 PM
My rhyming may be alive and well, Paula but my bottle garden was a failure. Thanks!
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