- Inspired by Neruda’s electric, surreal images, write a joyful ode to an ordinary object in your life. It doesn’t matter what it is, think kindly about how to honor and describe this praiseworthy item of yours.
- This particular poem of Neruda’s consists of 215 words, so try to bring yours close to the word count. Not exactly– close; but not too short. AND Joyful, remember!
Ode to my Hydroponic Planter
I thought of you
One day
As I wished
I could have
Fresh herbs
Whenever
I wanted
I searched
for you
On sites
And wondered
What would
Make you
Perfect
For me
I found you
And
I thought
That you seemed
Perfect
And so
I ordered you
And you came
I assembled you
I set you up
After finding
The right spot
To leave you
And I filled you
With water
From my tap
And added
The perfect
Combination
Of plant foods
So that you
Could help
Me
Grow
My herbs
And my herbs
Did grow
In you,
And I planted
Kale
And flowers
And all
Of my seeds
Sprouted
Into plants
But you grew
Too small
For me
My desire was
To plant more
To plant different
Things
Just
To see
How they grew
I bought
Another just like you
But it isn’t the same
Because you
Seem to grow
My plants faster
Than the new
Model
Oh,
How I wish
I had just
Got another
Of you
Instead of
Trying for
Something better
But I will
Live
Happily
With both of you
As one of you
Provides kale
For my guinea pigs
And the other
My herbs
Some which
Go to
The guinea pigs
but
So that
Despite the heat
Or the cold
I may have
Fresh herbs
Whenever
I want them.
©2023 CBialczak
(227 words)

Nothing better than having these herbs fresh and knowing that you tended to them yourself. The best feeling. I like this. 🙏 💗
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What a heartwarm͏ing ode to your hydropon͏ic planter! It’s clear that you’ve shared qu͏ite an ͏int͏imate journey w͏ith ͏it. Your words beaut͏ifully capture the stages of your relat͏ionsh͏ip w͏ith th͏is p͏iece of technology, from the ͏in͏it͏ial cur͏ios͏ity to the growth of your herbs and plants. It’s a testament to how these l͏ittle th͏ings ͏in l͏ife can br͏ing us so much joy and sat͏isfact͏ion. Your exper͏ience serves as a rem͏inder that somet͏imes, what we already have ͏is perfect ͏in ͏its own way. Here’s to the abundance of fresh herbs and the beaut͏iful moments you’ve shared w͏ith your trusty planter! 🌱✨👍👌😊
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Thank you! Funny, but it really does bring joy!
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I enjoyed this. It touches my heart, especially since I love to grow things.🌿
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Having herbs readily available is wonderful! I like how you’ve given your garden it’s own character. (K)
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It is really nice since I love basil!
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Oooh, I want one! What a great subject for an ode. 💗
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When I read the prompt I thought about all the “normal” things in my house that I enjoy!
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😁💕
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How nice Christine.
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aww so cool and wonderful to have fresh herbs on hand! Loved this poem Christine!
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Thank you! I really only use basil but I always have Cilantro, parsley and a few others.
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Christine ~ just wanna let you know that this week’s W3 is being hosted by our brilliant Suzette Benjamin ~
Enjoy!
Much love,
David
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Thanks!
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*hug*
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The things we learn to love and appreciate. Who would’ve thought a Hydroponic Planter would be one of them?
Wonderful piece, Christine. 💙
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How fun and useful, Christine! A good friend of mine recently told me all about these planters – he has one at home, and enjoys having fresh herbs all the time!
I really enjoyed this piece 🙂
Much love,
David
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Nice post
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