i've been spending entirely too much time in the garden.elicit beauty
pregnant bud
unfurl clenched petals
open yourself
to me.
stamen erect
anther and pistil
waiting, longing.
slender
probiscis
draw deep
nectar
sweet.
fertile pollen
hangs upon
tiny face
wings
legs
intoxicated
erratic flight
o'keeffe
was right.
2 comments:
Great poem.
the book of nature would never pass muster in CBA, eh? Way too sensual
one of my dear poet friends and i have been discussing the nature of things, and we've so mucked up sexuality we can't even rejoice in it. i am taking back what the enemy has stolen.
just thought i'd let you know.
suz
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