The Naming of Plants

By Silver Spun Sand

Sun, 15 Mar 2015
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How impatient they are
to be freed – these teardrops
with roots, aching to be rid
of their entrapments...plastic bags
or netting. 
 
Each clutch with a name;
in twos, threes and fours
and one, all on its own.  
 
How ironical it is
that only entombment
will give these shrivelled, 
brown beings their liberty;
 
some half-naked – stripped 
of their papery raiment,
others – skin intact,
yet all with blank faces.
 
So you dig their graves
bury them deep...summer
a lifetime away, and this chilly,
early spring day soon forgot.  
 
Out of sight, out of mind;
chances are they’ll rot, or
be gorged by rabbits.
 
Don’t waste your time dreaming
of custard-cupped flowers...
the ruched beauty of them;
 
sweep the dirt from the path, call 
the dog.  Go back inside in the warm,
wipe your feet, and light a fire.  
 
Try not to dwell on why
your son doesn’t call, and if 
she were here now, how old
she would be;
 
don’t give those bulbs you entombed 
a second thought.  Why would you?  
You who would ask them to perform
a small miracle.
 
Who knows? They might surprise you;
pull through...every Tom, Dick and Harry
of them...every Jenny, each Rosy Cloud, 
two or three Lucifers... 
 
the lone, Baby Moon.
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Comments

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

I always admire those who remember to plant them, I only think about it when I see them flowering.

Submitted by Bee on

Burial and miracles. 

Bee

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

That's about it in nutshell, Bee.

Tina

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Reminded me of 'unless a grain of wheat falls into the ground and dies, it remains only a single seed. But if it dies, it produces many seeds.' with the application of losing self-service to serve the King, and find such greater, lasting riches and life. Hope your bulbs give much delight! (had to look up 'Baby Moon'!) Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Hello there, Rhiannon; again, some inspired thinking on your part, and isn't Baby Moon adorable?smiley

Many thanks.

Tina