Best Pistil Poems

Come gently like a winding trellis
stroking my shape as you fondle
 my vulnerability, and tease,
 tease curves of my spine with whispers
to unleash what is...

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The pistil and the stamen
stood upright and waiting
for the bee.
Honey, can you pollinate me?

The wisteria pods burst
on the cicada's feet
as off it flew
to more vines...

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Do raindrops know
when dandelions cry
flowing flaxen feelings 
like honeysuckle hues
cuddling a marigold morning
Will weeping willows wake
parched parades of poppies
silted by searing seasons
stigmas of seedless seduction...

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Quote: Both the enchantress and the siren charmer 
are part of the same one.   

Fired red wings on the breath of a dawning...

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"WHITE LILY"


When the first 
snow-white lily 
sprouted from drops of milk
spilled from Hera’s breast
and on her lap sweet Hurcules 
rested, baby feather fingers touching
she smiled...

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we came together in a passionate embrace
as the plasma flowed and blood raced
 
eyes locked like an eagle on its prey
another victim of love swooped...

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"Immaculate"

I’d like to write something 
beautiful for once,
divinely dripping with honey
and milk that washes white 
like stamen juice over the uncut,
the bees all come to...

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I have a thing for an alluring beauty,
Such a marvelous view to pursue,
I tend to worship in appreciation,
And today I will come beneath you,
In desire...

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I want to hold the little wonder

I want to feel the little thunder


Of the strength in the pedicel

Of the union in the receptacle 

Of the...

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I say I'm a designer of systems, plans
Man's
Parts that stand together, set in place to serve
Trees and planets, too, which are unplanned by us
The observant,...

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Your sons and daughters have gathered
Under the great odum tree
We have come to offer the fruits of our lips

Can you hear the rhythmic tunes of...

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PROUD OF INCIVILITY 

 They claimed I was naked and uncivilized
So they came to clothe me and ''disrobe'' my naked shame
But I wish I remained...

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betwixt the circuitous cocoon of rose hips wrestles a world of unfathomable infamy 
induced by light and shadow murmur influences ridicules scent.

conscripted into nature's loggerhead...

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My life cant be helped but still strike a pose
punch you in the face call for a second dose
i got so much ice hell just...

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Stop drop 
gun shot pop 
whoops to late 
hollow point penatrate 
your cranium N===='s.be blastin um 
like the wild wild west 
N===='s.ya don't wanta test...

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