The Flower

Posted: September 16, 2015 in poetry

The flower
the bloom
Nature’s unsung nude
Sexually exposed
unashamed full frontal exhibition
clothed only in bright colors decided by genetic success
and Lace made of thin delicate pedals
perfumed by nature’s own exotic extracts
Standing erect, silently shouting
Asking to be passionately caressed by the wind
Dependent on the unquestioned love and entrance of the enamored bees.


  1. I will never look at a flower the same way again! Your words have made them even more beautiful, sensual and enticing than they already were for me!
    Excellent poem, J!
    HUGS!!! πŸ™‚

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