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[endtable]

The plant is caught in a pot of drying soil
The vines and roots become a tangled coil
Growing in layers upon layers onto itself
The aging window is closed behind the shelf
Sunlight is too indirect to provide
And yet
It tried.
Growing, attempting to bloom
The only sign of life in an empty room.
Neglected for so long. But not unnoticed.
Someone outside saw through the window closest
It gets moved. Relocated out the door.
The pot gets smashed and becomes no more
It is gifted endless ground for roots to explore
Growing, now ready to bloom
It thrives outside the empty room.

Comments

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[ubiquitously]

Are you a poet or a botanist now?

Is the plant in your poem happy to no longer be in a pot?

Wouldn't a pot be a safer place for it to grow?

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[endtable]

I've never tried to raise a plant before. Have you?

I think any plant would be happy to be in the sun. But you're right, a pot can be a little safer. That's the good thing about poetry. You're welcome to interpret it however you like. Do you think it's better off now?

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[ubiquitously]

Nope, never. It's hard to travel with a plant. They're quite delicate.

Perhaps it is. But eventually, it is bound to run out of nutrition. Whether on the floor or in a pot, it's going to die on its own anyway.

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[endtable]

Not all of them. Trees are pretty sturdy.

That's incredibly grim! I would think most of them are self-sustaining as long as they have a good spot to live in.

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[ivegotadream]

That is a very beautiful poem.

At least I think it is a poem, right?

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[endtable]

It is a poem! Thank you.

Have you ever written one before?

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[ivegotadream]

No, I never thought to give it a try. But I have read some.

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[endtable]

You should give it a try. It's a lot easier than it works.

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[lunarlegionnaire]

There's a lot of room for plants to grow in Genessia. If they want to.

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[endtable]

I hope they all want to! Every one of them can be great.

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[childsized]

I've found that to be true.

Hello, Monika. You're enjoying your time here, I see.

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[endtable]

Hello again! I am. Are you?

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[childsized]

It's been interesting, and no worse than my world. A fresh start isn't a bad idea, either.

Will you be posting poems like this regularly?

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[xlvii]

[Clapping emoji.] [Clapping emoji.] [Clapping emoji.] [Thumbs up emoji.]

[47 liked the poem but is too shy to say so directly, so you get emojis instead.]

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[endtable]

°˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°

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[xlvii]

Is it meant to be literal or metaphorical?

[He's seeing some metaphor in there, but maybe that's just him.]

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[endtable]

Both! A reader can interpret it however they want. Metaphorical was what was in mind while writing but it's not incorrect in the literal sense.

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[redreigning]

> You wrote this? You really have a talent here. The plant speaks to me. ( he's being funny because he can't actually talk about just how much he relates to this. a withering existence with no one to understand it, shrinking in on itself, and then rising to its true potential once the environment was changed. it's not a story unique to him, he's sure - this person must have gone through something similar, poetry is drawn from experience, after all - but that doesn't make it any less significant. ) > I was thinking a lot about it, actually, and it's only fair I share too, since yours was the inspiration. and so with a kiss from the sun and a hug from the earth so did the plant find its own worth and so, and so learning to trust and learning to grow attention, affection and so, and so, and so ( not as good as hers, but it's honest, and: ) > 🌼

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[endtable]

If it spoke to you in any way, my poem is a success.

❤️🌼❤️
I'm glad it can be happy. I didn't think anyone here would write one back~!! Let alone a complimentary piece. Are you a poet?

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[redreigning]

> Happy endings are underrated（ ´∀｀） > About as much as I am a chef, botanist, or fisherman lol but I guess anyone can be a poet, really, if they try. You just need to have something honest to say, right?

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[endtable]

They are. Everyone and everything should be able to get one. (◡‿◡✿)

You must be someone of many talents. You're all four as long as you try them. That's all it takes. Right! Poetry should be written with your heart.

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[fairysoul]

Very insightful poem. Did you write it?

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[endtable]

I did! This place provides a lot of inspiration.

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[fairysoul]

It takes a special kind of gift to translate this inspiration through words and to communicate it to others.

What's your favorite book? [Obviously, someone who writes that well must like reading as well.]

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[endtable]

Gosh! I only aimed to provide something thought provoking.

That's such a hard question. I really enjoyed Siddhartha recently. It provided underlying questions about human nature.