Mother Plant Poems

These are nature poems about unusual plants like the moonflower and agave.



Moonflower
by Michael R. Burch

after Robert Hayden

Marveling,
we at last beheld the achieved flower—
both awed and...

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Flattered... my name meaning a Princess of ancient times, 
In the state of Malawa, where temple-bells rang chimes,
Bard, Kalidasa, composed in Sanskrit an epic great
About...

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I was always enraged at twelve
mother forced me to plant marigold seeds
their bright green sprouts made me smile
ruffled and perky with oranges and yellows
they uplifted...

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A good mother had an only son
one she wanted to do right
she was no Christian herself
but knew the Bible kept you right

So this mother wanted...

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A spider plant* with many offshoots --
The mother firmly holds onto her little girl's hand at the nursery.


*Chlorophytum comosum...

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Small Tree Planted
Its Roots Extend
Small World Enchanted
Its Branches Ascend

Mountains In Glory Rise
Shining Forth Fatherly Strength
Reaching Into The Skies 
A God At Length. 

From A Rain...

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As the sun sets
A hot wind like this
Does not belong in downtown Lansing
But here it is
Speed-boating down the Grand River grinning and wearing Ray-Bans

My wife...

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The times they are a changin
a wake up nature’s stagin

With temperatures a risin
its really no surprise then

This change is heatin up
volcanos soon to erupt

ice will...

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A-llow the night to turn
I-nto a lovely Tuesday; 
K-iss the mist goodbye, 
O-ne haze fades into the gray.

P-ouring rain disappears, 
E-arly thirty-first January; 
N-ew dawn...

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I was once a seed 
A seed wrongly rooted
A seed away from home 
A seed on a craggy Mountain 

An alpine plant once told me,
“You...

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Green mother,
Pregnant with tiny flowers,
Spews her fertile core
Through living tubes
Into her infant sprouts.

Green babies
Rise and grow to flaunt
That certainty she bled
Through them for
Their final separation....

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In paper I write,
Paper I throw,
Millions of trees just cut down for that
Million use those just like I!
The millions you cut, cannot
Regrow into the same
But...

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I feel at liberty having you here,
Sitting unassumingly,
In the corner of my lounge. 
Free to cavort naked as my mother bore me,
While you remain firm...

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