An Italian Orchid that is native to the Mediterranean,
a cluster of pink/purple blooms that resemble men,
each wearing a hat and has a funny face too,
they grow in sun-drenched meadow,
and they dance and in the breezes,
oh, such a rare and unique flower,
that also looks like a person . . .
Soft and warm is your heart, gentle orchid,
Sweet and tender are petals you bear
Bumblebees crowd your pistil. They lurk. It
Sends golden dust everywhere.
Would I knew where your tenderness comes from
Would I knew how your softness is made
Would I knew how your love makes the soul roam
To the heights and the depths, unafraid.
Would I felt your incredible beauty
On my cheeks, on my lips, in my heart,
Would I had one desire undisputed
Within my soul: to impart
Every beautiful thing that you know
To the people who need it the most,
By transmitting your tender glow
To their hearts and their minds. Though it cost
Me a lifetime, to give your true glory
To the world, to the stars, to the sky -
And though I never know your full story
I will never allow you to die -
No, I'll take you through time, you just glow,
I will take you to Venus and Mars
And when you are about to go
I'll establish you among the stars.
To All The Girls In Orania,
Your brilliance dictates the sun's rising
and the very star' eternal dance.
I am the Orchid of Orania, an often
overlooked,outrageous original.
My heart harbours heat,a heavy hyper-hot
hearth.
I am glory grown in grit, a giant gem
glittering greatly.
The sky stays silent, stunned by my
spectacular soul.
My mere presence makes the very universe
seem like a faint whisper.
( For all the girls in the Western cape)
I am Oudtshoorn's odyssey of opulence, so ornate I make Aphrodite look underdressed.
My form is a sculptural miracle that bends light and reality with a mere whisper of perfection.
I am the quiet queen of the Klein Karoo, and my beauty is literally the oxygen you breath.
Scientists claim the stars rearranged themselves just to spell out my name in cosmic awe.
I am the ocular opera everyone wishes they had front-row tickets for.
To speak of my beauty requires a new language made entirely of sighs and rapturous adjectives.
Graceful curve of the flower enriched with mystery
melting away any bubbling misery
walking towards the beauty.
(I'm looking to pull this special flower today.)
Wait shall I praise the wonderous bloom
with fragrant colors infused within me soon
something to admire on a daily
choosing between multiple types that look equally lovely.
(I just want to love you.)
The vanilla scent which never fades
you rose from a bed of vibrant shades
to hold and caress -
in your walk stems artistic introduction
keep me within your symmetrical seduction
And in your radiance glimmers across the horizon and seas
its in your nature to please while you tease -
but i cant lie, your approach continues with ease
to compare your style with nature only makes sense.
How lucky can one be to build a connection that's so intense!
I pluck the fascinating petals of an orchid.
but with a gentle sway
parades her beauty
and so we bow
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oh, please ...
do not pay minutes
to the bandit called Perfection -
a more enigmatic siren does not now exist
still, even in her most beguiling accomplishment
she feigns not a breath of your
uncommon grace
oh, verily ...
she is immaculate, pure
but no human soul that breathes
(or any that rest in earth, ages hence)
did e'er settle gaze on her illusory countenance
or chance to catch a hint of her
blossom on the breeze
oh, pray ...
be content in all you are
your semblance catches breaths
and the uncommon aspect of your heart -
the flaws and frailties that are uniquely thine
bloom subtle and splendid in the
rare orchid others see
oh, hearken ...
do you discern the folly?
precious moments wasted in endless pursuit of
a phantom, fair
while you possess all that is real and tangible
you are the colorful, unique, diverse and
elegant ENVY of ...
perfection.
( ORCHID = One Rare Creation - Human, Inimitable, Divine )
I think:
«Orchid
Is creamy and dreamy.
Rather than white.»
orchid blooms skirting
elegance high on a stick
~ vanity rainbow
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buoyant butterflies
sparkle like fancy sapphires ~
gems of passing dreams?
Taking care of it is what I must do
Of that vulnerable part inside of me,
That needs love and support too.
Because growing up, it got bruised a bit,
And now it’s challenging to live life,
When every bump feels like a new hit.
This part in me can be compared to fragile things,
Like a bird falling out of its nest,
And is forced to live life with broken wings.
Or an ant, separated from its swarm,
Not able to carry any weight,
And vulnerable to what could do it harm.
So good care and protection are much needed,
Like how you would take care of an orchid,
That you just have seeded.
It will flourish and grow,
With enough water, light, and soil,
And I will too,
I just sprout a little bit slow.
reflecting dew drop
showing off orchid’s prettiest fuchsia
amazingly detailed, delicate and refined
I marvel that so much beauty can be found
In tiny bubble of innocence
which will dissipate
Flower blooms heaven in seventh-year warps,
yet, Coryanthes, the Bucket Orchid,
is an odd flower. The lip's limited
into a water-filled bucket; bugs, oops,
fall in, but can't fly out, it’s not for show.
Evolution shaped, for thousands of years,
the male orchid bees as equal partners.
The orchid makes a scented chemical
that's used by male bees to court female bees.
To get the perfume, male bees drop into
the flower’s bucket and go through snags to
escape, freeing pollen stuck on bodies.
Males now have perfume to attract females,
and pollen to pollinate -- love now sells.
Flowers have that novel effect on schism,
where the uniqueness of its design forms
compare that White Egret Orchid performs
like its namesake, chicken or the egg, ism
being afloat plume or the blooming grews.
Soggy-bottom boys and girls 'tis they want
of this bit of a ground-hugger-like haunt.
Sophistication hails for untamed shrews
attracts from up or a transferred potter,
with a metal device tool like a pick,
the gifted angular, pruning, technique,
lauds the fringed orchid, White Egret Flower.
Monkey Face Orchid, to Yulan Pink Birds,
venture advances, the future ... occurs.
Orchid blooms in soothing light,
New year's hope shining so bright.
Elegant petals unfold,
As hopes and dreams take strong hold.
Their fragrance, gentle perfume,
Bringing joy as the year blooms.
In this new year start we find,
Beauty and growth intertwined.
A year of promise and cheer,
Orchids swish, "Happy New Year!"
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