Best Hothouse Poems

Hothouse flower steamed, 
your petals pressed against the glass,
all your colors raining down
round boiling letterbox,

a letter from whom, they whisper
in the next room, is he...

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She's the look of a hothouse flower;
She seems to be losing power-
Like a rose in need of summer shower!
Like a bird retreating to summer bower!

Hair...

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Remembering the Hothouse
          for our daughters

Wind skids on curves of trees,
immured in ice, seeds sleep.
Inside, I...

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(inspired by ‘Dusty Rose Dreaming’ by poet vb)

We’re powdered city girls heading into a club,
bright orchids entering the hothouse
spreading fun with noblesse oblige,
qua somethings suited...

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On return, first thing, I view
my garden with sleepy eyes.
Straight away, I summerise,
nothing died.

I pull a few offending weeds,
as I go along the paths.
New colours...

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Hothouse atmosphere like a harem,
but this is not his only kind.
"Still Life with Vegetables"
causes my nod as well
of a nice canvas
with old pitcher
in picture
and the...

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hothouse hell
blazing
sun

warmth
soothing
aching joints



a Charlieku for contest sponsored by Charles Messina

penned 19/09/2018...

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I awoke to the pressure
Pushing me inward this morning.
Sticky. Moist air immersing me
In sodden memories.
Blast from the past.
Humid awakenings from a life
No longer mine.
Rusty time.

Displaced....

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I opened my patio door today
I don’t care if it’s ninety-five!
Inside this senior residence
It's always too chilly.

In the winter you hear
complaints of the cold outside,
And...

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The Venus Sun-Trap

Bright sister of the Earth defines the sky at eve and dawn
For similarities not at all, a hothouse orb intensely strong
Of water next...

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ki7rptpm85M
Lilacs and daffodils seasonal thrills 
spilling on the lawn lots of sunshine and light 
beaming from a window I hold still 
breathing in April, I...

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I fell off my stool
And laid in the floor
Your hand reaching down
Embracing so gentle
Turning my frown.
To fire from kindle.

The lilies you gave 
I saved in...

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Women Who Walk Like Men

They seem to be everywhere now,
women who walk like men.
With hair cropped in a paint brush, 
bullets for eyes and knives...

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SCENARIO
ostentatioun
  everywhere
spreading
in the
hothouse
of
incongruous
reflection

ageless &
  timeless
elevated
living
a
paraphrase
supposedly
  overwhelmingly
in an
atmosphere
  of
 astonishing
    perfection
  flawless
beyond
  observation
an
epochal
 retrospective
of appreciation
in contrast
& spotlit
in  appearance

 so visually
available
&yet  mysterious
impervious
 impassive
 monumental,
 in
reflected
 profile

NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE   using spaces&breaks without...

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White Wings

Perceived upon a sunny day, a flutter by sailing the still 
Dancing a sequence with paper wings seeking to alight
And flit a nomadic path...

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