Petunia

Velveteen psychoshocked

magentas and purples majestic lures

trumpets plummed and throated

stamens and pistons

erected to call upon the

mass of killer bees

that suck their sweetness

cone coil kind hive for

our childrens breakfast

toasts.

 

Electrified ellipses

swallowing my soul

in the centre-

chopped off at the earth's

crossing bough

she passes it to him

and wonders

if he might love her too.

 

 

Reviews

[imawriter]

Velveteen psychoshocked
magentas and purples majestic ============WoW I love that!!! My grandmother always planted petunias right beside the front steps no matter where she and grandpa lived.. I've never been fond of their odor.. but they do come in the most beautiful shades of blues and reds and purples... This is a great poem!

P.s.
Did you mean pistil instead of piston though? Actually, piston creates a really interesting image of a flower too. :-)

[Leticia Bailey]

I discovered this poem in the "Purple" contest. It's beautifully written and expresses the sensual response to the magnificent color of purple in its natural form. I love your word choice and use of alliteration. The ending is perfect too. You've won my vote.

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

This is a very beautiful and somewhat sensual poem .. i love the colors you use , your descriptios.. many images come to mind .."Velveteen pyschoschoked" ,, those two words are very original and i really like the entire poem .. so purple!

Chloe
xoxo

[Arthur Henn]

Natures beauty
feels the touch of your soul
waiting for the pinch
of your delicate hand.

Aroma flows across the table
that of Petunia, a scent
mesmerizing to the breath of your
soul.

Passing to your eyes
the gift of its color
wanting to be held too.

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Love the poems you write.
this is probably way off of what you were thinking.
When I write these little comments of a poem, its where my heart is at the time of inspiration.
Hope you don't mind me writing them.

Art