Preserve the uninhibited hibiscus
to propagate proboscises prodigious
in prodigal profusion so proliferous
with showy shrubs of evergreen deciduous
and rosy buds of velveteen floriferous.
Observe its large pink swanky Swamp Rose Mallow
share East Coast shores of brackish marshes shallow
with its white cousin Crimson-eyed Rose-Mallow
whose red or purple center so unsallow
is sim'lar to pink Halberd-leaved Rose-Mallow
in Midwest swamps or lawns or land left fallow.
Some forty cultivars of family Mallow
from China to U.S. by lake and hollow
include the Eastern Europe plant marshmallow
whose root first made confection sweet to swallow.
Conserve your haste, unhesitant hisbiscus;
your florid blossoms flit so fast they miss us;
your quick quotidian quota so capricious
denies our eyes your stamen's size ambitious
that three-inch crimson filament officious
with yellow anthers clinging avaricious
as at the tip its five red styles rise vicious,
their dull dark scarlet centers so malicious
with short pink hairy borders raised to kiss us.
Reserve some time to scan the hibiscus petal,
when not rose, yellow, blue or other mettle,
the five bright orange-red two-inch wide ones settle
fused at the center like some scarlet kettle,
their trumpet edges spread as if to peddle
a song of long life strong like thin tong metal,
yet curved out meniscus-bent stamen and petal,
they last one day then roll up like some nettle.
Deserve we any more than this hibiscus?
Our lives, to us so thick, are thin, not viscous,
as we puff out ourselves bent so meniscus,
about as far as we can throw a discus.
Then in one lifetime's day sunset delicious
arrives to roll us up and then dismiss us.
Serve me so well no flower more than hibiscus,
each day they cause me pause and so judicious.
God made us the hibiscus repetitious
with beauty great but also so auspicious,
reminding us how fleeting are our wishes.
-- by Pete Voelz 2000
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