
Twisted Lemon
Please release me
from my glazed
confinement.
I’ve done my time
in this teacup excuse
for a residence.
There’s no room to move
my roots are convoluting
and indecently squeezing.
I’m over capacity
losing ferocity
my potential is capped.
Lacking in water supplies
gravely under fertilized
cracking up to boot.
I’m looking worn and weedy
the bugs are taking advantage.
I’m a twisted lemon with
the pot bound blues.
Set me free.
I’ll repay you generously
with flower, fruit and scent
and a thorny embrace.
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Here is a poem I wrote a while back which some of you may remember – I was inspired by my very potbound lemon tree which I ‘released’ into the citrus garden.
Michael took the photo of me and added the caption ‘great gardener’ – hahaha – he loves his Mum 🙂
Now if you want to read one of the funniest short stories about the dangers of too many things lemon, pop over to the wonderfully talented Selma in the City (Selma Sargent). She wrote the story especially for the Citrus Fiesta.
Thanks Selma 🙂
Like the personification…quite delightful!
Thanks Charles 🙂
It’s nice that you have a place outdoors for your lemon tree, among the kangaroos. Selma’s story is wonderful. You are so inspiring. Don’t forget Liz Lemon from 30 Rock and one of my favorite writers Lemony Snicket.
Yes, the name Lemony Snicket keeps popping into my head this citrus week 🙂 thanks squirrel 🙂
yeah i remember, love this poem! from which my lemon tree story was inspired to be told 🙂
In fact tipota this poem started the whole citrus week indirectly – as bluebee had tracked back through the links and this is what is at the very beginning – it’s like a loop cycle that may never finish – haha – ‘time is not linear’ – he’s watching and laughing his head off 🙂
Hahaha – fantastic, the last three stanzas in particular 😀 (and Michael’s sense of humour :))
are you implying that I am not a ‘great gardener’ bluebee – bwhahahahaha – I love the way Michael puts the pretty border around the photo 🙂
Not at all, not at all, haha 😀
Just read Selma’s story – what a hoot! She really ought to be published
hahaha – this year I have not been a ‘great gardener’, in fact I have been incredible slack in that department – the snakes and other things have driven me away. Selma’s story is a gem – I can’t believe she is not famous already!
Love the poem – gorgeous!
thanks adeeyoyo 🙂
Love the humorous twist 🙂 As an almost native Floridian, I keep trying to get lemon trees to grow in a yard too-shady to cooperate, so here’s my best to your tree, your poetry writing, and your continued good humor. Glad you’re in The Poetry Editor group on LinkedIn too 🙂
Hi Mary – great to see you over here – that’s a lot of blogs listed in the LinkedIn post 😉 They don’t like that shade, that’s for sure – need a pot on wheels so you can wheel it to where the sun is! Glad you liked the poem and thanks for stopping by.
Mary Sayler needs to see The World’s Fastest Indian for lemon tree growing hints.
Loved the poem and as a professional gardner I always feel uneasy when I see plants in pots, particularly ones like the lemon that like to be free. NIce writing, great picture, dopey hat! Haha!
It is a bit of a Gumby hat Stafford – haha – but it keeps the sun off, and when your father has had threee melanoma and about 20 surface skin cancers, you stay out of the sun. What the hell is The World’s fastest Indian (a blog maybe). I am not keen on pots – they never seem to thrive – but if you have no space they are sometimes a good option if you keep up the fertilizer and water. Professional gardener? What did you grow?
I love the image of the teacup excuse for a residence. And you do look like a great gardener. Thanks for mentioning my silly story!
haha – thanks Selma – I can’t stop thinking about your story it was so fabulous – I really think you could turn it into a children’s book with each chapter being a crazy thing like the lemons growing through the floor and the mother (great character) trying to excel at parenting at each opportunity.
I’m looking worn and weedy
the bugs are taking advantage.
I’m a twisted lemon with
the pot bound blues
I often feel exactly the same!LOL I love the whimsy of this… 🙂
Thanks for stopping by Trellissimo – sorry for the delay responding to you (you got caught up in my spam folder) 😉
I do remember that Michael is a very good photographer and I so enjoy seeing his photos here and now I see he is a gardner as well. Wonderful! You have an amazing son. Your post is well written. It is a first time for me seeing both.
Thanks Renee – Michael is very curious about a lot of things and keen to try stuff like gardening and photography.
More fun lemony celebration.
I had forgotten the lemon tree that was released back into the wild … ah, to be one with nature! Fabulous!
It was a while back Aletha 🙂
I too, at times, feel like the lemon tree, alas, no one has released me, freed me, or even Re-Potted Me!
Quite a talented son too, btw!
Congratulations!
Thanks From The Pews 🙂