breathe orchids’ breath
in a greenhouse
where fans whisper
in corners…misty
drifting scents of
bergamot…neroli…
vanilla…vetiver
evolving from Triassic
pinned scientific to a page…
as cymbidium and laelia,
cattlaya…brassia.
watch lizards dart
erratic on fir shred…
diminished reptile traces
evolving from Triassic
they gorge stinging bee,
and armored beetle….
instinct killers pinned
scientific to a page
as iguania, gekkola,
and komodo
breathe and watch
in a greenhouse
evolving from Triassic
scientific to a page
oh…primate, hominidae
and sapiens
Bonnie Marshall
Artwork by Eric Ravilious
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I really liked the line, “evolving from Triassic” for some reason 🙂 It’s sad that some people will never believe in dinosaurs!
Lily
I appreciate your reflection, Lily, very much. Yes.
As always, I find your poems so wonderfully evocative. And you always nail it with your accompanying illustration. Thank you!
I’m sincerely grateful that you think so, and know I appreciate your time to comment. Smiles.
Another beautiful write Bonnie, the life within the greenhouse. I enjoy that your topics are so varied also – thank you for giving me the pleasure to read you.
I appreciate such a gracious comment. You are more than welcome. Smiles.
I enjoyed the connection to the Triassic foundations of our present environments and the understanding science has imparted. Without it, we would still believe all these things just came from nothing.
I value your insightful comment very much, and I thank you for that. Smiles.