NaPoWriMo 2017-03 -- an April's Ways Poem

April;

Wintered Survivors' Sounds and Thoughts

 

I was thinking about the frostbite

Our plants suffered this January
Sitting on the deck, getting some sun
Thoughts drifting, sun also damages

 

I was hearing voices, squeaky ones
Near baby talk, think three-year-old child
Now and then muffled sobs emitting
Oh dear, oh dear, what has Mother done

 

Lovely Lady in orange is gone
So pretty, she stood erect all day
And Purple Violet lost her limbs
Aunt Oleander we thought she'd gone

 

Opening my left eye I noticed

Plants and flowers, their lips seemed to move 
Pointing here, there, Lady's been replaced
Violet too, Vincas now, pink and white

 Old Lovely Lady,

got frozen to the ground

Oleanders edges by the fence 

Amputated sprouts, growing some new

Opening other eye, all was calm

The plants now still, their message given
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Photo and Poem Copyright © 2017 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

 - I'm linked with Kerry O'Conner at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Speaking for Spring’s Stillborn Sprouts, http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/04/speaking-for-springs-stillborn-sprouts.html
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 - I'm also linked to Day Three of NaPoWriMo, http://www.napowrimo.net/day-three-3/#comment-33727

Kerry's Challenge, "I invite you to write a new poem from the point of view of a grieving plant whose sprouts were just killed as a result of climate change."

 

New Vinca patch