d’Verse Poetics; Are You Listening?

It’s Tuesday Poetics at d’Verse Pub for Poets. Today’s host, Merril, would have us write a poem in any style that includes at least two titles from a list of podcast titles: Articles of Interest: American Ivy, I Was Never There, Legacy of Speed, Not Lost, Pivot, Reveal: After Ayotzinapa, Rumble Strip, Serial, This American Life, Ghost in the Burbs. Go to the Pub to find out more. Once there you can link in with your poem and read others.

Must be my background but my first reaction to the first title was horticultural; my interest in the article was because I thought (correctly) that ivy is an invasive import to our shores. Hmm…

Non-Indigenous: Hedera helix, by D. Avery

Articles of interest?

American ivy, read up on that,

wrap your head around hedera.


That’s right!

There is no Hedera americanus

just common ivy, English ivy,

brought, bought, washed up


adaptable, hardy.

An invasive the horticulturists say.

In this American life it is the ghost in the burbs

a serial creeper

outliving occupants of houses

outliving houses, destroying houses

propping up walls that crumble beneath its cover.

It clings;

mature trees succumb to its steady onslaught

topple under the weight

of this evergreen vine from Europe.

In this American life it is out of control

hard to eradicate;

though it lacks kudzu’s legacy of speed

it creeps crawls and spirals

grows over ground, up over and around,

crowding out what was.

Still, native elders teach their grandchildren

how to plant their ancient seeds

tend their revered forests;

cultivate hope that all is not lost.

32 thoughts on “d’Verse Poetics; Are You Listening?

  1. Europe getting a bit of its own back, after all the thugs you’ve sent over here 🙂
    People here complain about ivy, but it’s slow-growing and the birds love the berries. Unlike Virginia creeper…
    (I can like your posts. Thank you, WP).

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  2. I enjoyed this day, I felt myself creeping just as you were riding up those walls across the ground in and out of those houses. Captivating feeling. Reminds me of living in Columbus Georgia in 1980. There’s a thing down there called kudzoo, I’m not sure that’s how you spell it but that’s how it sounds. It’s an incredibly invasive ivy type growth that was imported from Vietnam, to help cover spaces between highways, no it’s taking over the south. Plants specially Ivy certainly have their own mind. I enjoy this my friend, well written. 🙂✌🏼❣️ happy new year!

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    • Often flora and fauna are introduced to a place to solve a problem and cause many more because there are no checks and balances for them. Ivy is no kudzu, but kudzu wasn’t in the list of podcast titles. I’m glad you enjoyed this. Thanks!


  3. What a cool path your poem took with your choice of the ivy theme. Your imagery is spot on for me. I could see the ivy overtaking my childhood home. But the colors in the Autumn were astounding against a redbrick house. I know my parents controlled the growth. It was hard to hack off the house.

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  4. “In this American life it is the ghost in the burbs
    a serial creeper
    outliving occupants of houses
    outliving houses, destroying houses
    propping up walls that crumble beneath its cover.”

    What a clever write to the prompt….and one that is all too true and show the horticultural interests you have. It made me remember a BEAUTIFUL creeping ivy that covered the outside walls of the priests’ home next to the neighborhood Catholic church I often walk by on the way to the grocery. For years, I LOVED watching it green over the red brick. Then suddenly, about two years ago, people were hired to hack away at it and remove it. No small task as it literally covered three of four outside brick walls. I just couldn’t understand it because I though it was so beautiful. Now reading your words, I begin to understand it was probably playing havoc with the very stability of the walls!

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