The Botanic Poem

Look among the forest ground
Come into my flowerhouse and smell my flowers
Driptip and buttress roots

One single guava

Observing plants that seem to enjoy the silence
How beautiful they were
We saw flowers and air plants, they were pretty

Observing cactus plants that twirl around me
Tons of plants and food that astonished me
Zombie palms, spikey with sides

Checking adaptations like they’re at the store

I see air roots up high
And just imagine you went into some cold place
Damp, damp afternoon
So moist in the air
Some plants grow up, some plants grow down

Fruit growing on the trees
Looking at the flimsy stems of plants
I was astonished with the escapade today
Pitcher plants growing in the pond
And it smelled like fertilizer