Long Stamen Poems
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CYBER LIFE
My stamen a purple flare of Light
lit from Galactic Sun
igniting me for an hour or a day
a week or month, who knows ?
Portholes open ever so slightly
Time truly an illusion
Between petals I zoom extracting
nectar for cloaking against
cyber pistols, unpeelings
invasions, unveilings, insertions
with fire eating flesh
A joke tastes of poison
Moon a metallic observer
Buttons, knobs, numbers, clicks
My babes in their Pleiadian pods
incubated quietly like geraniums
in the backyard
Radiants swirl down marbled stairways
No corridors or medbeds touched
trained so on a faraway planet
Sheets folded in symphony
without speck, sparkle or frequency
We were strapped
Plutonians commanded
destruction
Tails chopped or dissolved
pendulums swung
A silent silvery slippery kiss
below a peppered moustache
pats on backs for a job
well done
My stamen wilted into mauve
Galactic Sun still waits
for me, as I return
to civilian couch
©GhairoDanielsPoetry&Song
2022
Frozen Blossom
Cold lips, sun-kissed.
Rose-crimson comes to life,
unfolding bliss,
opening aperture -
hear the rapture.
The tint of snow, bright-red.
Frozen sunset
in ev-e-ry petal.
She shivers, with delight,
anticipates
animated brushstrokes
fondling velvet.
Revival, early Spring -
sings angel wings,
tinged with silver detox.
As she breathes out,
she warms inner stamen,
awakening
potent place in Eden.
Frozen blossom,
fragile in dormant state -
latent shatter,
but she is beautiful,
and capable
of weathering the snow.
A blushing bride
with wedding veil, of white,
in April’s hold.
Espoused daren’t let her
out of his sight.
Spring Bloom, Grand.Ma has labored broom
Layered bub underground, humanity sound
First above Plant base human foot soul
A flower stem, human spinal cord simular
Flowers Leafs, Humans arms and hands
Flower petals , humans head and face two lips
Leaves holds petals in place
Hands caress embrace
I kiss the lips you're too lips I taste
Essense, swoon.Flowers,
3 inner outer ring. Stamen part of flower.
Erect green stem waxy green leaves
Corrugated white erect spinal cord
Spring Bloom, Grand.Ma has labored broom
Layered bub underground, humanity sound
Leaves holds petals in place
Hands caress embrace
I kiss the lips you're too lips I taste
My woman I present I taste
Presenting Tulips and I kiss her two lips
7/27/26
Writtem by James Edward Lee Sr 2026
People ask how this yearlong will come
to pass, of which parts are the triumphs
and stench of learning... of why blossoms
drop on cobblestones ravaged
by a wildfire tearing velvet buds,
flatlining: the male stamen and female pistil
barren from incessant drought.
And why of all things, must god-children
endure anxieties trapped in houses
yearning to grasp a firefly on the lane,
to hug grandparents, not from a distance
but...but in the flesh of every day--
Add into this equation an insatiable need
for human connection where friends, kin gather
like a warm herd exchanging intimacies
skin to skin, mouth on mouth, arm in arm---
This is limbo within the inferno of the living,
while Pilates from urban jungles rinse their hands
absolving themselves from mortal sins...
an epoch of how time's pleasure or pus could pass.
Craig Cornish's 2020 Contest
5/23/2020
With wind wisps, she sways like a tipsy sailor,
dressed in queenly array that'd impress any tailor,
with gentle petals, as soft as a lofty gown
and stamen arranged like a radiant, jeweled crown.
Bachelor buttons are sown, as if to a lovely garment.
The garden ground's an art, like a patchwork raiment.
Her highness is surrounded with likeness guests,
all seeming to await beauty pageant quests.
Their stems reach high, like skyward towers.
Cosmos explode like star-spangled showers.
Roses lift generously to sift their sultry scent.
Ornamental bluebells hang within their element.
Carnations wave at humble bumblebees,
who speak softly to poppies and daisies,
who reach the gaze of cheerful children,
who teach awe and simplicity again and again.
1
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, wise man
Tries to understand
Name the parts, pistil and stamen
Rocks, eskars
Elements.
Winter is shuddering to an end, mud roads
Cardinal pairs
Robin flocks return that will soon pair off
Buds
Soils swell
Will I live to smell it again, learn the lobelias
Understand and name the parts
It ought to be a great comfort to be so insignificant
Go among weeds, a wind
Thinking to myself
One's never alone
A dichotomous key is needed, a book of twigs and fruits
Accumulated over time and generations
Without it mine would be a blank mind
To be blank but knowledgeable
Without any machinery
In a perfect silence
That is the definition of death for which we have only to wait
But in my panic last night I thought death's inert
Grace requires consciousness
Hold on long to the senses
At least a century, maybe more
A boy hanging upside down from a fence at sunset, counting clouds
2
Now we go to our daily practice
And chosen disciplines
Sustained by the satisfactions of being good men among our fellow men
Women
Choosing to do this and not that
With the finite days allotted us that at first seemed like a lot
They're now few
But the chickadee's life to the chick and the cankerworm moth's to the
worm
Seem as long to them as ours to us
What question am I asking today
By now, past half a century, I should have chosen a discipline
And been satisfied
To be a war president one must have war
May you live in interesting times?wish or curse?
Squirrels, high in oaks,
Fiber, fat and protein in acorns
Strong runners, leapers, climbers
Should stay off the roads which some cannot avoid being where they're
born
Natural selection is occurring
Those that look for machinery in motion
Hesitate or don't as needed before crossing
Live in larger numbers than those whose modus operandi's
Guessing
The ravens eat the fur and guts of bad guesses off the roads
I impose my own small order
Having chosen mountains over plains or shore
Go to my daily discipline
And estimate the motions of the seas and stars
Measuring my satisfactions by my children's satisfactions
Deep in the Caribbean coral reef;
A bright blue rose, one salted leaf.
The stem has strength of ancient gods.
The roots of time have not withered
Her petals of truth grow strong with age
Her story unfolds from a watery cage
Her stamen: the history of man.
I knew her well, Aqua, my wife.
No longer seen with mortal eye,
You don't hear her sobs: her cry
No sweet hello's, no fond good-bye.
Memories of undying love.
Floating serenely in waters blue
The hottest sunshine filtered through.
The Aqua Rose is my love true.
Her watery grave shall be redeemed.
Long before Aqua was a rose;
She was innocence, personified
She was mine and I was hers
Soon we shall share Eternity.
Inspired by Catie Lindsey's Contest " Tending the Sprouts "
My First POEM Dedicated to my Beloved L E N O R E
"Aqua Rose" was Written August 29, 1971 4 days After LENORE left me for "Glory"
Inspired by the Contest "Why oh Why?" Sponsored By "Constance~A Rambling Poet"
In Lovig Memory of My Beloved Wife "Lenore Ellen (Adams) Johnson"
From the Heart of "Harry Daniel Johnson" - AKA - HGarvey Daniel Esquire
He awakens me at dawn with the touch of his first light
His warmth opens my azure bloom after the chill of night
I'm refreshed with the gift of reborn splendor from the sun
A Morning Glory on tendril vine, once day has begun
My gold stamen dances to attract thirsty hummingbirds
I wish I could express my gratefulness in human words
but he knows I adore him when he sees my big blue smile
Although in the garden, I'm considered a juvenile
It's time for the sun to sleep as he recedes in the West
So I'll close my eyes 'til morning, and take a little rest
~ ~ September 19th, 2017 ~ ~
Personification of Plant Contest
Hosted by: Kim Rodrigues
Proliferation the wonder of it all
from a tiny seed becomes a tree tall
pollen from stamen floats on winds call
DNA puzzles do many enthrall
Written instruction for what it becomes
answers to life’s perplexing problems
a manual so tiny naked eye cannot see
engineering so fine progresses what is to be
Stored information that’s dynamic in action
investigation that understands just a fraction
plants that convert light into sugar
directions malfunction converted to injure
So much of language we don’t understand
and deny designer on length of it’s strand
like God we conceive with plans and action
to science becomes a single mans passion
We draw and layout a similar pattern
imitation configured by nature so learn
skill of arrangement and execution
who would replace design with evolution
We ourselves imitate all creation
by things produced in every nation
like God we delight to work something new
to admit being like God are those of us few
Why do so many have difficult time
that like our Father have creative mind
able to produce from imaginative skill
beauty and pleasure which in our souls thrill
Everything speaks of brilliant design
it’s language to the specifics define
communication of action individual speech
in every molecule order does teach
Expressions of Love in all that’s created
conditions within the things investigated
intelligence for foolishness many have traded
and thirst for learning becomes castigated
We comprehend not the speech of our tongue
or the effects upon whom it belong
direction of growth all order is spoken
connection with Father has become broken
Genetics embody progression of growth
contains language and communication both
from within does come outward advance
to intricate to have arrived by chance
In all of nature instruction is written
the Bible a book of directions submission
to understand Love and how we should live
and what is hidden within his missive
Jehovah to earth sent his only begotten
with his sacrifice might our hearts soften
so we might have our freedom of speech
to understand the heights that we may reach
COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC?
Colors of Blessed Trefoil,
Sentience; turn into glitches toil.
Sift unto oblate displacement
of Times crustal plate hourglass Life+soils.
Arisen from the beginning
in-end defiance coil.
Herefore Eden-aftertide, aeon trace after aeon
in, thrill ride chase to make abode in that, abide.
Shelting myself deepfaced+taught inside,
In your warmth of inner room,
like ice coldness melting-embraced
at your fireside face of a heart h of womb born nigh.
I hold out my tongue
on this black marble ledge;nd.
Teeth vibrating thickness of brain
blimping a flu zeppelin on a flight to a significant somewhere.
To save myself of the bye and bye
of the voided bends on a path to nowhere.
O Tantalous desire inside our core-
spires,keep my farthest reach.
Reaching for the flame of desire.
Pollenate with your tentaclous spore
of stamen-a; to take that, give of gift of the dust and Spirit Aura.
From the day of Adam and Eve, present-ly becoming garden ing,
Synthesis of the Tree of Life,
written book sheetsong of pages contained within it's wreath of sheath.
Loves cultivated flora beginning
as a sapling or leaf, sampling of tongue at its Amber resin, wave producing flora-lflourish fragrantly
speaks.
Adorned my dear with dignity's ingignant audacity all the amore.
Nearest with new sun of
possibilty.
Sirius ly shining atmospheres' excited dew,
stardriven starlight of direction
of omen destiny, be here
and orchestra orchestrate your cosmic tune.
String a love song of spring anew.
To give divine message echo
of Eternity flashing Marriages' signet ring,
upon waxy sheen and stamp
affinity's glue.
Envelope is in your letter
to the letter and mandate accrue.