Day 26 Poem: lamentations transplantations

 

lamentations transplantations
 

they were growing so big so strong
then disaster struck
a crack in the foundation
meant everything had to be removed
we worked hard to transplant
to save them crowded together in bins
then the work began
digging and throwing
and small mechanical shoveling
the noise was atrocious for
a couple of days
even under the stairs
then more work and more noise
drilling filling until crack
in the walls seemed right
then the wait and the stench
until all was dry
and the work of refilling began
dirt rocks stones and clay-like earth
was poured thrown back in
helter-skelter upside down
how sad and tragic
they looked when transplanted back
we marked their place with tags and
vowed to replace the ugly clay
that was now their home
snows and colds and freezes
of winter came and went
the muddy clay looked worse
had not even settled lower
from the high ugly mound that it was
we let them stay where they were
hoping for the best and they gave it
greens reds oranges lavender whites pinks
stood the test of what they had lived
we waited for the cold to return
then strong    they were again
placed back into bins to wait
while the ugliness of clay and rock
was removed and replaced
with dark black moist nutrient of soil
a plan was made a little map
and everyone was put right back
in different ways divided up labeled
ruthless we were to propagate
and to wait again for the
colds and snows and freezes to come
and they came   with another wait until
finally spring arrived again
what would we see
did they make it through
slowly green was seen
but bald in some places
even with their marker
in their designated spaces
now one in particular
has our attention
for when divided up
it was uncertain
if one of the three
though we nurtured and cared for all
was truly a glorious poppy
or a dandelion gone rogue
moot point for there it will remain
nurtured
until the truth be known.

 
Penelope Olive
 
Prompt for today: poem with epic simile spends lines heroically and dramatically describing something that turns out to be quite prosaic.