Poem 04

Where the shrubs and trees tend to grow

In an old greenhouse
made of glass and tarps, framed
with finely turned steel
grew a bush of fruits and bouquets of flowers,
where the shrubs and weeds tend to grow.

A daisy of white and another yellow,
Entwined together amidst a heap of withering leaves
and buckets of spiders.

Dandelion of puff and petals,
scattered around, not a single patch protruding.

These thorns of roses prick and stick,
grows like a bush, but red in color.

Floor of cement
turned to rubble,
swish about and let dirt come out.

In this old greenhouse
that creaks from a blow of a wind
with crusted metals,
grew an assortment of floras
where the shrubs and weeds tend to grow.

© 2011 | &velajune

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