"Ode to Woad on Dusty Road!" (Entry 439)

O, ode to woad on dusty road. 

Isatis tinctoria, I used to adore ya. 

Cabbage extracted, then powdered. Pathetic!

No more seeded, superseded by synthetic.

You flowering plant from family Brassicaceae.  

Yellow fellow, you made me blue. Alas, I dye!

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I entered the 'Vogon Poetry' competition set by http://www.hitchhikerslive.com/ alas I didn't win! Seeing as it was a competition for the worst poetry, I don't know whether not winning was a good thing or not! :-) I hope you like it anyway. 

"Lethal Comes Life" (Entry 433)

Hushed tones. Not a gasp of breath. 

Botanist balletic grace,

Point and stretch to raise the prize,

In pot within its air-locked climate. 

Steady glove coax pollen (of deathly scent)

from Irisium Reptoria to

Hybrid Irisium Mortum (leaves poison to touch.)

Their bid?

Hid from all,

A heady mix of hope. 

To nurture nature and produce 

Universal Paxa Illiquisa - panacea. 

Cure all diseases.

From death comes life. 

Lethal to longevity. 

Noble reason. 

"summer remains" (Entry 398)

brilliant blossoms

spring has past summer remains 

budding gone before

"Forest Days" (Entry 391)

Leaves shaded through dappled glade. 

Sun rays traded against river's wade. 

Heat scorch raided on summer forest parade. 

Boughs bend unaided protect fae where they played. 

To day's dusk now faded and time of moon lights maid. 

Eve music serenaded dream on night's crusade. 

"Exotic Oils" (Entry 382)

Exotic oil

Made with toil. 

In eons past caressed those royal. 

Bought on a whim,

A gift from him. 

Now gently massaged onto limb. 

Liquid gold,

Glide and mold,

What secrets flow in liquid behold.

Resin and petal. 

Seeps to settle. 

Sensual scents strengthen spirits mettle. 

"Caught in A Courtyard" (Entry 379)

Taste the air. 

Sweet and hot. 

Jasmine caresses across the tongue. 

Sip espresso. 

Spice envelopes floral. 

Intoxicating embrace. Where I belong. 

Hugged in silk

By overstuffed cushions. 

Hiding the rough raffia chair. 

Verdigris dolphin dances,

On central fountain,

enjoying ecstasy without a care. 

Water joins in the game 

To leap beneath 

Hexagon bowl and beyond. 

To land on tiles,

Blue, white and gold,

Marbled marvelled inlaid on floor and pond.

Droplets hit mosaics,

Sizzle to steam,

Minuscule hiss lost under sound of crickets. 

Courtyard sand stone,

Hides the world,

To stay in here. What life, this is!