Houseplants

Houseplants

 

If you think about it,

it takes an appreciation

of sexuality-all of it-

to really love Mother Nature.

Even our unassuming houseplants

are cyclical orgies

of heterosexual and homosexual

bliss; phallic erect stems,

wet petals engorged with nectar,

grains of pollen seeking

the right receptacles of fertilization.

Seed pods filled to bursting,

sons and daughters emerging

from the fruits of coupling.

Good gardening is like participating

in good poetry or great sex-

you need to be willing to get

your hands and mind, a little dirty.

All this just on my windowsill.

Imagine the debauchery happening

right now in the unchaperoned

boudoir that is my garden?

Or worse, the wild forests,

bursting with pleasure, uninhibited

by the disapproving and controlling

hands of people who have

unfulfilled partners, at home,

and who kill houseplants.

 

Reviews

[SkinlessFrank]

Plants have more ways of "doing it" than just about any other group. One of my favourites is he sex-changing jack-in-the-pulpit, male when small and female when larger. And then there are cleistogams, hiding their self-love in flowers we barely notice. The odd ones though are the asexuals, species who sign their own death warrant. Is Nature trying to tell us something?

[Corset]

reproduce to consume, consume to reproduce, the never-ending cycle of life, got a chuckle of this one, and I completely agree, it is the way of all living things, even houseplants the wanton nymphs of the domestic window sills must be nourished or die trying :D

[Poetic Beauty]

Nature is wild and free. Untamed by social standards free to do what they are intended to do by the laws of nature not of man.

Love the use of plants to get this thought process across.