No movement does it make
The immortal sits in a dark corner
What some think fake has always been awake
To all that knew it, it's been a mourner
Unchanged since the day we met
No water or nourishment does it take
Mute mouth from the air water does get
It shows no pain or ache
Without eyes it holds me in its stare
Before time began in my head
this plant has always been there
and will go on after all are dead
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Over 52 years ago and how long before no one knows there was a potted plant that stood in my mother in laws house. Since she has gone, as has my father in law, brother's in law, sister's in law and now it is my turn. The plant remains unchanged although the house remains shut up for months on end.
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