This garden has no need for war, nor worry
for the want of eyes to appreciate the growth,
the death and decay together. In spite of this
the ovate-elliptical grayness modifies its completeness.
Perfect flowers; rose and blue-crown passion flower,
sex snagged by the leg of an insect carried off in saddlebags
to the next milkweed blossom. Pollina clutched
for the sip and slip into the stigmatic slit.
Who can not say the orchid, column thrust upright,
so sure of itself will detach its velveted antler
with million seeded capsules, is not beautiful
in its landing platform for the insects that are tricked
into becoming part and parcel of the pollination?
The apple tree blooms along side the grape and grapefruit,
Lemon, orange with no need for intruders
On the stamen or the pistil of this perfection.
Ancestral lineage came to be because hermaphrodite
nature of the genesis. How nature teaches us
the hard head and soft heart and lack of lies
and love of truth, bound in color and lack of sound.
What fear has the garden guests of these? And yet,
we forget ourselves in wonder and in worry
that we might be so corrupt as to be persuaded
to blossom other than what we script our nature to be.
We rise, we blossom, we decay. That is the all of it
to concern ourselves and garden with. They must
so love their differences, they conspire to merely join
the furrowed collection in the garden plot.
Oh that nature’s god would take our arms, and voices,
remove our rumors and our wars, and leave us bound
to earth with faces, only, upturned and deaf
to those who would prune us in pomposity
that man knows more than the simple spirit
of blooms who know no more than to turn
to face the sun in unison.
Author notes
Nature teaches us all all we need to know.
Written March 7th, 2006
In a list
A contest entry
- It's a Gay and Lesbian Life OR 9-11 by maheo.
300 points, ended March 15, 2006, 11 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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thank you, Haley. I love to play with words, combinations, sights, sounds and feelings. Oh heck, I simply love to write poetry.
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I loved it!! You talked about people, but expressed your topic using bees. You had a wonderful use of words and it flowed all the way through. Keep writing poetry!!!
Haley
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Wow... no wonder you got within the top three.... ^^" I think that you should have gotten second though... (no offense to those who scored higher)I love the way you entertwined nature and the naturalness to become something different, rather than to conform.
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Oh Froggy-Girl, I appreciate your kind comments. I am going to come and revisit your poem.
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BRILLIANT!
WOW!!! This poem gave me goosebumps...BRAVA!! Regardless of the fact that I'm entered in this contest I can honestly say you have me beat...This was a beautifully in depth masterpiece. I had to pull my husband from the other room to read this to him, and he was floored as I was.
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