My Bouquet

My Bouquet

A Poem by Mike Emil

By Mike Emil

 

My turnips still grow

Wait!

I didn’t plant any

 

My radishes, they grow

Despite themselves

In plant pots

 

And my Christmas cactuses

They

They are transplanted

 

Lithe bits of them

Snips

Then there was something else

 

Lilith didn’t bite anything

I didn’t give her time

What about my garden?

 

Hey!

Don’t trip over my planters

Have some respect!

© 2013 Mike Emil


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Added on November 25, 2013
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Author

Mike Emil
Mike Emil

Split Rock, PA



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...in the words of the short term king under the mountain..."I have returned!" I am a practicing monk and mixer enthusiast and librarian and shaman and beach goer...i am angry about things done and.. more..

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