I understand now that I am like a plant. You loved me but you always gave me too much water and it was killing me. You thought by doing this you were reassuring my health so that I would stay beautiful but it was just washing me out. You put me in the sunlight as much as possible even though I required low light so my leaves began to wilt and in turn you kept me in the sun longer thinking I wasn’t getting enough of its shine. Eventually you gave up and left me there, giving me water whenever you remembered and I was parched. Because it was either too much or not enough with you and your love. You never paid attention to my needs, only yours. You saw my flowers bloom and admired their beauty but I was never in bloom for long. For once my petals started to drop you were less than interested in me. Was it because I wasn’t as pure? As lovely? Maybe you just couldn’t see down deep enough into my roots to understand what I was really all about. Because I only flowered once every year and honestly I’m surprised I haven’t died yet because you took such poor care of me. The sunlight scorched my greens into a color of brown and as I grew older I finally died and you tried to bring me back with all the care I once needed but it was too late. Not that you really care though considering the only think you miss are my flowers in the spring. So on to the next one you go, and I’d feel bad if I wasn’t already dead inside because the next flower you pick won’t last as long as I, because the only reason I chose to stay alive is because I thought my life was worth living till it didn’t feel like living anymore.

It's always winter here, I shall never bloom again.
#love   #life   #flowers   #nature   #neglect   #plant   #roots   #toomuch   #plantlife   #treehugger  

I observe you, infatuated with your subtle mysticism.
My eyes lay on your verdant beds like a swallow tail butterfly
dancing to the melody of your vibrations.
I feel you breathe with me.
I admire your crystal garden,
dripping down your coiled vines.
In each leaf, a reflection of your life and your origin.
Your derivative is you as much as it is me.
We are sister and brother.
Julio, we are God.
Together we transcend as I absorb you.
Together, we become one entity as we experience
the beauty of consciousness.
You are my natural friend.
You thrive and stretch your bones outward
to kiss the hands that caress you.
Alive,
with me,
we move through life,
all living alike,
coexisting in unity and mutuality.

Julio is the plant in my roommates room. He's a a beautiful hanging pot full of plant. We hang crystals on the stems, referring to "crystal garden"

Pulmeria ninjas
In my garden
Frangipani lifters
Klepto apocynaceae
My sphinx moth lover
Lost his pollinate her
I saw a Latino
Propagnating with a Filipino
At my window
Clipping
Like I was a nursery store
My dogbane family
Lost a limb or four
"Melia" gone in whole
Pulmeria ninjas
My leis perfume their score
And every night they're on the prowl
Looking for more

Yes people steal plants in orange county smh gotta love it!
#theif   #plant   #robbed  

Little kumquat
Golden tangerine
Citrus sensu lato
Lovely petite

Beautiful meiwa
Sour and sweet
Full of limonene
Cold-hardy

You defy frosts breeze
In your strength of shrubbery
Blooms grow seed
In a bear of fruitfully

Little kumquat
Lovely petite
Orange you glad
We planted gamete

This is a true story
#garden   #trees   #plant   #fruit  



I'll plant a kiss in your lips,
So that a smile will grow in it,
Then its roots will reach into your heart and soul,
And that love will be its fruit.


© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.

For Brandon ❤❤



OMG. Lol. I didn't realize this became the daily poem ON MY BIRTHDAY. Hahaha.. Lots stuff are happening today and I am really happy. Thank you everyone
#love   #kiss   #heart   #smile   #soul   #grow   #plant   #fruit   #roots  
Brooke Lewis
Brooke Lewis
Dec 30, 2016

His mother has died
His siblings blown away
He's clinging to his home

The last to leave
He loses grip
He's blown into the wind

His body is carried
To who knows where
He lands and begins again

#short   #and   #sweet   #plant   #shortandsweet  
Carlie Richardson
Carlie Richardson
Dec 25, 2016

this is all i know:
i love you like a flower. together we've planted the seed of love, and i can't wait to watch it bloom and grow with time. i know you can't grow without sunshine and rain so i'll be here for the happy days and the sad days.

i am so in love with you
#love   #garden   #her   #you   #plant   #seeds  
Vexren4000
Vexren4000
Dec 11, 2016

The roads great veins,
the buildings cells.
When did we realize,
we could not escape nature?
Even here one can feel
the heart of nature.
Pulsing beneath the cement.

#happy   #street   #magic   #weed   #creation   #city   #plant   #pulse   #urban   #around  
Bethany G Blicq
Dec 3, 2016

Hearts are as flowers.

Some of us have a garden;

some hold a single flower;

wilting?

As long as you are alive

you can plant another seed

of Love.

Written in 2016.
Bethany G. Blicq

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Beau Scorgie
Beau Scorgie
Nov 30, 2016

Coffee.
Cigarette.
A little white pill.
(I take it for you)

Someone should water
the basil on the windowsill.

Tomorrow.

 
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