As the world becomes green again,
I look out with some surprise,
for those daffodils; outside my window,
say that they “cannot die.”
“I thought I killed you” I uttered,
in a compounded tone of voice,
my tone; both shocked and confused,
then the bloom boasts “I have no choice!”
“For you see, I am older than you,
meaning that I have been here longer,
though you are made of flesh and bone,
my friend, I am much stronger!”
Then in silent response; I say
“your words do speak the truth,
though; I can use your cousins,
to brew a broth, from leaf to root!”
“Ah my friend” the flower continues,
“I still stand; thus, I do remain,
although you tried to kill me,
I feel that there is no pain.”
My heart sinks; with a little guilt,
but, I must compose myself,
to conceptualise an apology,
though it may be dust upon a shelf.
“Let my eyes pour into you,
the water that you need,
let my tears be a fountain,
every time you bleed,
though I cannot promise this
to those other leaves,
as they fuel my existence,
thus, they are my reprieve!”
The daffodils, sway in the wind,
either in defiance or acceptance,
their shoots, silently taunting me,
so that I can retain my assurance,
that flora and humanity,
has to live; via a certain deal:
that we need to nourish one other,
or else this Globe; we will kill!
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AuburnScribbler (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I know that I have had another hiatus, but please do forgive me. "Of Shoots and Man" is a poem to reassert the harmonious relationship between flowers and humanity. I have a "talk" with some daffodils, that I thought I had killed, but their resurrection tells me; and instructs me, that we have to work together, in order to keep the Earth and us moving. After titling and writing the poem "Of Shoots and Man" it reminded me of a track by Metallica, of a similar nature, which to me, was a nice added bonus. Anyway, I hope that you enjoy it, and of course, please do take care everyone.
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Yep! I do wish everyone could see it like that too.
Thank you dusk arising, glad that you are on side, please do take care.
Well said, AS!
Thank you FredPeyer, hope all is well.
Very true words Ben, to make this world work we must work with each other and with Nature.
Andy
Thanks Andy, glad to hear you agree. If you think about it, it is a nice little cycle that we and the plants have going, or should that be the other way around, thus, the plants and us? Anyway, hope all is well.
some poetry transcends words and flow, it resides deep in those corridors we seldom prioritise, maybe a glimpsed sway of yellow petals - that tease Winter's ensuing surrender..
some will, look - hardly register and move busily along, while other's, like you dear Poet
will sing that moment a song, reminding us all: we too once took note of Nature's venerable majesty..
a brilliant and Important write!
thank you for sharing
Thank you again for such beautiful words L. B. Mek, very much appreciated, and I'm glad that you agree with the sentiment. Please do take care.
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