Whimsical Plant Poems

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Mushrooms, tiny, in the grass, waiting for the bus

Dressed in snow-white uniforms, shouted "Stop for us!"

But when the driver heard the call, and pulled off to the side

And swung the door wide open, they all ran off to hide!

Just as good, for he will not be stopping at a school

For mushroom, fungus, liverwort, or little brown toadstool

Besides, to reach the steps they'd have to leap into the sky

A foot or more, and with no legs, they could not jump that high!

I took a walk this morning, and beneath a shady elm

I saw atop four guardrail posts a tiny fairy realm

One grew a little mushroom, and one a little tree

And two grew mini-gardens just as cute as they could be

If, like me, you take a pleasant walk beside a stream

Keep your eyes and ears tuned, things aren't always what they seem

And if you just imagine, you might surprise yourself

When you stumble on a land that's surely tended by an elf

A galaxy, a fountain, tiny seeds

With umbrellas set to open in the breeze

Perched upon a stem there in the weeds

Poised to take flight high among the trees

It used to be a golden smiling sun

Then silver white as warm spring days went by

Now, at the end, quite ready for some fun

The dandelion sprites prepare to fly

A squid we set free, one chilly day

We cut it down and sent it away

And then, the next year, in a hole in the ground

A grey and leggy octopus found!

A flat place in the neighborhood 

Where once a weeping cherry stood

But in this world, where all things pass

It soon will be replaced by grass...

Across the field, in uniform

A thousand red-capped soldiers march

Imaginary ramparts storm

Atop a fallen oak tree arch