Poems submitted by Anna Wright
National Poetry Month 2020
Agrobacterium tumefaciens interactions with Mangifera indica
Young mango plant
Young growing seed
Push from the tumbling mess of weed
And gain the sunshine, gain the air-
Gain the microbe -but beware!
There lurks one special microbe here
Awaiting cuts and scrapes
He enters wounds and then insists
The host cell replicate
By conjugating with a plant,
He crosses all the lines
And forces all your cells to make
The food of his design
You’ll replicate incessantly
And form a barky ball
Abnormal growth for all to see
From one microbe so small!
Your kingdom is his kingdom,
Though he never was invited
When he thinks he is a virus
Beware this little microbe
Who seems to’ve lost his senses
Keep growing, but when cut
Prepare to booster your defenses
Jimmy Hendrix Stamps
My Jimmy Hendrix stamps
They are not mine, for I cannot
but I will use them
in my mind
just the same
Whenever I wish to make things
The Poet's Dilemma
Of all the thoughts that pass through my head,
Of all the dreams and inspirations,
Only a few are kept and saved–
Countless poems never written.
Words may come as on a breeze, but
Countless thoughts are never chased.
Words may dance beautifully in mind, but
Unwritten words are always erased.
Writing a poem and staying on queue
is not a very easy thing to do.
For when words are put to page,
the mind wanders and poems change.
The main intent is distorted and dropped,
dangerous potential in every new thought.
For how can a poet dismiss
The happening all around him
And focused, voluntarily miss
The very things that cause him bliss,
When the act of writing bounds him?
A poet’s dream is to express
in words what he does behold him,
But every moment not in rest
Is worthy of a poem.