FLOWERS FLAUNT

and I will notice the plumage in a much newer light...this plays like theatrics. In ink, Dabbler

"this is why I love you..." everytime she reads your words. Few words can hold as much beauty as the act of flower and de-flowering but you my friend have done it again. I am proud to be in such company and only slightly brazenly blushed!!! "For every shadow, no matter it's depth, is threatened by the morning's light..." <3 Emarie

perhaps in denial, or appreciation, love your work, darling cheers, Jess

Hello Mike I enjoyed this lyrical, almost Walt Whitman type poem. There is a joyous swing to the lines and images like "petal petticoats flounce and part" are delightful. I love the Salmacis reference - the nymph who, according to Ovid, "raped Hermaphroditos and melded with him. Some flowers are indeed hermaphroditic and they do their best to display their lures! I always try to point out a weakness in a poem if I can find it - it might help the poet in improving the poem. In this instance I'd just like to point out that the image "prominent preening male all jut and thrust" is a bit strained. These lines call to mind that phallus-like thing in the middle of some flowers that stick straight out. But we know, of course, that it is called the "style", the female part of the flower. So we have a bit of confusion here. I'm not saying a poem should be a biologically correct description, but in this instance I think the poem is asking too much from the reader in expecting him to switch the roles of the organs. I'm sure you'd be able to find an excellent solution. Kind regards De Waal

that orchids are the most sexy flower and the most death evoking? Just a stray thought cheers, Jess

I don't think will look at flowers the same way either after reading this. Meic you have brought a brand new perspective to a common theme. I love the flouncing petticoats. These lines are excellent:- half drunk on nectar dreams, to fuse and flower evermore I really enjoyed reading this - thank you Kaz It's impossible to smile on the outside without feeling better on the inside.

So this is what is going on in my gardens when I'm not weeding??!! Those little tarts! Gorgeous poem, Meic. This makes me long for a warm day in early summer when the blossoms are full and the landscape alive. ~ Ronda

Never thought of them sexually before, but this is well done. Sexy flowers. In case you would like another look at their personalities, visit this. http://www.neopoet.com/node/15354 Respectfully, Rett: "God made an idiot for practice, then he made a school board." Mark Twain For the sake of children, read this. http://www.neopoet.com/node/19905