She's a Real Mother

FLOWERY FOOLS

I totally take gardenias for granted
As do I the petulant petunias someone planted
I neither bless nor bow to any bouquet
Nor any overused flowery cliché
I walk by the willows and never weep
And I wish morning glories wouldst, all day stay asleep
No oak is okay with me
And may the graves of those gardenias soon come to be

The rain gives the garden sustenance as does a sunny sky
While I stroll by a stand of birch and wish they all would die
I care not to see a rose arise 
But pray the buds bid all goodbyes
I don’t give a damn when a forest is on fire
And I’m telling all you fools Mother Nature is a f*****g liar
For me there is nothing as fabulous as the forest aflame
And the spark t’was Mother Nature as i  curse her name
             ©  2011.…..Phreepoetree   ~free cee!~
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Merryman Avatar
November 19, 2011 at 9:44 AM
Me thinks you have a cauldron of anger in your soul.
Eastman Avatar
November 19, 2011 at 7:14 AM
Your ideas and ways with words are very unique.
Breidenthal Avatar
November 18, 2011 at 7:57 PM
Awesometastical poem! :D I enjoyed reading it so very much!! Always (and forever), Laura ;)
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