A Plant Race
“Youth is the gift of nature,
but age is a work of art.”
said Stanislaw Jerzy Lec
Saying can't apply to plants
I'm showing you how right now
To my backyard flowerings
First, the youth hasn't a chance
Gardener sprays with weeds
Baby days they wilt and die
Most of the rest try real hard
Try really hard to bloom first
Two left to race to the end
After the freezes red roses
bloomed few weeks after the freeze
Oleanders not 'til months
Race is on, what is there left
Only the two are left that count
Canna Lily and Irises
Canna Lily won, two weeks
Despite being cut to ground
And rabbits chewing their ears
Irises lived through the cold
Alive and green they grew tall
Second place and settle for pretties
For writing age counts for naught
The Irises were some from
the landscape of former house
Built 26 years ago
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- Photos and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved
- I am linked with Magaly, host of Friday Writings # 121 at
- Magaly has invited "us to write poetry or prose inspired by the following quote: 'Youth is the gift of nature, but age is a work of art.' ~ Stanislaw Jerzy Lec" -- I used this saying for my first line
- The poem is also for NaPoWriMo Day 5 (National Poem Writing Month). It seems with many other duties also, this year I will not be writing for every day of the month.
- NaPoWriMo is here, https://www.napowrimo.net/
- NaPoWriMo Day Five is here, https://www.napowrimo.net/day-five-11/
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Nice poetry and photos. :)
ReplyDeleteLovely poem. The pics are very pretty. I hope you are doing good, Jim :)
ReplyDeleteReally good poem and the garden works really well. This was a joy - Thank you.
ReplyDeleteThe survival of the fittest Happy the Iris and the canna Lily won They are beautiful
ReplyDeleteOh, what a very nice riposte to Mr Lec's pronouncement! (I love how my irises come back to life in Spring even when I think they must really have had it this time.)
ReplyDeleteThere is great symbolism in your garden. Youth may be a gift of nature but there's no guarantee youth will survive all the trials it endures along the way to being a ripe old age.
ReplyDeleteI like the floral symbolism here. And you have beautiful flowers.
ReplyDeleteHow cool living would be if we all be hearty perennials...
ReplyDeleteI really like those irises - they are hanging on!
ReplyDeleteLove how you chronicled the progression of your garden. Living in a townhome affords no opportunity for my own garden, why I work plant magic indoors. Cheers to you and Mrs. Jim.
ReplyDeleteexpressing art in words is a skill where age has no barriers-well presented
ReplyDeleteThis is wonderful, Jim. Love the photos as well.
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