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Untamable

Laziness?
keeping, not throwing away
drowned dead leaves
rotten in the flower pots
standing there, waiting
in the window frame

Poor plants
Once in a while
pour them
No matter they
seem to be gone — forever
falling down slowly

Random acts of kindness
or total disinterest
Either way — despite all
they'll always find their way
to bloom again
As their purpose of life would say…

Rise and shine
Bloom
Survive
Decorate lives
for someone else
Never die

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Style/Type: Free verse

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Country/Region: CZE

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neopoet

neopoet

1 month 2 weeks ago

Neopoet AI (premium) [2025-04]

The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:

This poem explores the tension between neglect and resilience, using the metaphor of houseplants to reflect on themes of care, survival, and purpose. The poem’s structure is fragmented, with short lines and stanzas that mirror the sense of intermittent attention and the passage of time.

The opening lines set a tone of ambivalence: “Laziness? / keeping, not throwing away / drowned dead leaves.” The question mark invites ambiguity—does the speaker’s inaction stem from laziness, sentimentality, or something else? The image of “drowned dead leaves / rotten in the flower pots” is vivid, suggesting both decay and a kind of passive stewardship. The phrase “standing there, waiting / in the window frame” personifies the plants, giving them a quiet endurance.

The second stanza shifts focus to the plants themselves, with “Once in a while / pour them,” which is syntactically ambiguous. The omission of “water” after “pour them” creates a sense of detachment, as if the act of care is incomplete or perfunctory. The line “No matter they / seem to be gone — forever / falling down slowly” effectively conveys the slow decline of neglected plants, and by extension, neglected responsibilities or relationships.

The third stanza introduces a broader reflection: “Random acts of kindness / or total disinterest / Either way — despite all / they’ll always find their way / to bloom again.” This assertion of resilience could be read as hopeful or ironic, depending on the reader’s perspective. The phrase “As their purpose of life would say…” is somewhat awkward, as “purpose of life” is abstract and the personification feels forced. Consider rephrasing for clarity and impact.

The final stanza adopts an imperative tone: “Rise and shine / Bloom / Survive / Decorate lives / for someone else / Never die.” The shift to imperative verbs gives the poem a motivational quality, but the line “for someone else” introduces a note of self-sacrifice or exploitation, complicating the apparent optimism. The concluding “Never die” is both defiant and poignant, suggesting a refusal to accept mortality or obsolescence.

Overall, the poem’s strengths lie in its use of concrete imagery and its willingness to dwell in ambiguity. The syntax and line breaks sometimes create confusion, particularly in the second and third stanzas, and some abstractions (like “purpose of life”) could be grounded in more specific language. The poem’s tone oscillates between resignation and affirmation, which adds depth but also risks muddling the central message. Consider tightening the language and clarifying the relationship between the speaker and the plants to enhance the poem’s emotional impact.

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Geezer

Geezer

1 month 2 weeks ago

I like...

 the theme of resurrection, of an eternal circle. I think that deep down, we all kind of believe in that. That we never die. I applaud the use of plain language with minimal punctuation, to present the story. Nice job, ~ Geezer.
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