Flashing dusty lamp
The termite hill, damp
Cleft of a mountain unfinished
Its cliffs as though diminished.
Dewdrops decorating the window
The modest moonbeam show
Philodendron Birkin
Ancient wells caved in
All these, your paintings, you loved, I know
They are now without your glow.
Without you, the sight is unsettling.
The aches of your memories are deadening.
Categories:
philodendron, memory,
Form: Free verse
I
one sees less-marketable manners, traits
as one plays with dirt - we used to say "soil," -
wherever I go, i will be pottering plants like Philodendron
II
today i was self-aware, I didn't mind making my hands dirty
we have been told: "Don't let earth touch you only at death,
our lifestyle is separation from earth!" Spoken by Stewards who care
Categories:
philodendron, beautiful, earth, education, environment,
Form: Bio
heart shaped leaves
gorgeous verdant climbing vine
philodendron
Categories:
philodendron, garden,
Form: Haiku
I was disappointed when I saw the plant she had chosen.
I have tried to raise these, and failed many times.
A philodendron, I said, pretending enthusiasm.
They like a dark place, not much sun, she told me.
I read up on them this time. They do not like their feet wet.
Okay. They like moist soil, not damp. I tried for three or four days.
Then I forgot she existed for a week. Her leaves turned yellow.
They dropped on the floor.
I picked them up and felt guilty.
Why a philodendron, I wondered?
This time I decided to name her.
I began to sing to her, I touched her gently daily.
She began whispering ideas to me.
They were good ones too.
Pretty soon she was lengthening herself up the wall.
Is that a philodendron? People asked, Amazed.
I said you may call her Magi.
Categories:
philodendron, garden,
Form: Narrative
it is drizzling outside
oak tree looks in window
gasoline lamp is not unlike a faerie light
cozy comforter made by grandma
plush pillows on couch
a philodendron hangs from the limb of the tree trunk
this tree house is my Shangri-La
My haven, a writer’s retreat
flickering candles give it an ethereal glow
My favorite biographies and adventure books
Waiting to be read in the rain
It is silent here, a reader’s alcove
There are flickering candles
I read my books, enjoying the ambiance
of my hideaway nook high in a cottonwood tree.
Categories:
philodendron, home,
Form: Free verse
1964, Saturday night, 7 p.m.
Mom has prepared meatloaf, scalloped corn and baked potatoes.
We are okay with this, sitting behind our TV trays
In the living room, waiting for Lawrence Welk to come on
Surrounded by wallpaper of giant green philodendron vines.
We are impatiently waiting for our favorite TV show.
So we can see the fabulous Lennon Sisters.
We have their paper dolls, don’t we?
“And now a word from our sponsor”.
But it is more than one word.
It is “see the USA in a Chevrolet”
and then it is “Plop Plop Fizz Fizz Oh What a Relief it is!”
Suddenly a Spaghettio commercial comes on.
“Mom! Can we have Spaghettios next Saturday?”
We say this in unison, not understanding
We just insulted the dinner she had spent an hour preparing.
Categories:
philodendron, nostalgia,
Form: Prose Poetry
philodendron plant
for first time turning yellow
her owner is gone
Categories:
philodendron, death,
Form: Senryu
A philodendron cradles its young,
a winter's bud in February thaw.
Spring calls, its ancient rhyme of no-time
sings of days gone by.
Buds, with petals palm to palm, echo a reassurance song
of blossoms locked in heart-leaf care
as unborn babes evoke blessings soon to come.
Categories:
philodendron, nature,
Form: Free verse
A VERY VAIN VINE
Twine twisted around a vine
Whilst the philodendron were doing just fine
No weed to choke a tulip by a bud beguiled
And there were no weeds to make certain we all smiled
Laughter began every day when the alarm clock rang
But I heard the echo of a sorrowful song an angel once sang
But then came the angel again singing happily and offered up as a present
He repaired her sorrow because he wants all of us feel pleasant
I would tell you I’m glad you became an appendage of mine
And came simply to make this sodden soul once again to shine
Sometimes things go awry and for a moment you feel sad
But that’s only because he knows you’ll feel better when you finally feel glad
The sight of vines and aroma of the philodendron filled the air
While a man demanded a lady be ever his with a flesh so fair
as for me he's all about damnation, gloom and doom
He might do s**t like that for you but he treats me like a urinal in the universal men’s
room
© 2011...Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
Categories:
philodendron, angstangel, angel, me,
Form: Quintain (English)
A VERY VAIN VINE
Twine twisted around a vine
Whilst the philodendron were doing just fine
No weed to choke a tulip by a bud beguiled
And there were no aphids to make certain we all smiled
Laughter began every day when the alarm clock rang
sometimes we heard the echo of a sorrowful song an angel once sang
But then came the angel singing happily again and offered up as his present
He repaired her sorrow because he wants all of us feel pleasant
I would tell you I’m glad you became an appendage of mine
And came simply to make this sodden soul once again to shine
Sometimes things go awry and for a moment you feel sad
But that’s only because he knows you’ll feel better when you finally feel glad
The sight of vines and aroma of the philodendron filled the air
While a man demanded a lady be ever his with her flesh so fair
W E L L He might do s**t like that for you but as for me he’s all about doom
Because i’m just a urinal in the universal and unilateral men’s room
© 2011.…phreepoetree ~free cee!~
Categories:
philodendron, angstangel, angel,
Form: Quintain (English)
Giant green hands on thin frond arms
Fingers spread to catch each drop
Of promised rain
Reflected shades of yellowed sheen
Waltz with shadowed hues of green
Lighter fingers wave in wind
Leaf end tips like witches nails
Curl and close all clasped and pinned
Rivulets to guide each drip
Down to waiting root ball
So life water flowing down
Is caught to feed another crown
Of waiting hands
Categories:
philodendron, nature,
Form: I do not know?