(O.L. Weeks Rose, non fragrant)
Sarah over at dversepoets.com is hosting today, poems about the meanings of flowers. This is my take. I have 60 some rose bushes here on the property, some 40 years old and older. Many just planted this spring. Husband dragged home 11 rose bushes from a movie set they were throwing away. All lived.
Lady Nyo
Spring Orgy
The roses are having an orgy.
They haven’t the decency to wait for the dark,
But ply their lust in the soft, morning light.
Randy Graham Thomas is leering.
Madame Carriere is blushing.
Her pink silk-petal gown flutters
As she twists coyly to avoid his embrace.
By 10am the sun warms their scents and foreplay is over.
The wind at 11am entwines the two.
Pistils and stamens are seriously ‘at it’
Brushing languorously over parts
An hour ago were covered discreetly.
At high noon in the heat of the day
Pollen is floating all over the air
And even the wide-eyed cats
Sitting under tender foliage are blushing.
The garden gnome is licking his lips
While a concrete hand creeps to his crotch.
This fall there will be rose-hips aplenty.
Red nipples packed with tiny seeds,
Evidence of a spring-time lust.
Jane Kohut-Bartels
Copyrighted, 2018
Tags: dversepoets.com, language of flowers, poetry, roses
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July 24, 2018 at 8:06 pm
Wow. This is so much fun Jane. I love the garden gnome the best!
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July 24, 2018 at 8:10 pm
ROTF!!!! Oh, Toni…me, too. Me, too. Thank you so much. Poor Garden Gnome has a story behind it. A friend, Steve R. who we call “The Swedish Axe Murderer”, (6’5″ and a Swede) left him at my gate with a sign around his neck: “Take care of me.” LOL! Of course I did…but he’s now reduced to just a head stuck in the maple tree. LOL! Thank you, Toni. This was fun.
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July 24, 2018 at 8:19 pm
Very cheeky! I love your use of the names to personalise the roses – roses have such great names – and the reminder that those pretty flowers are all about reproduction. We walk through showers of flower semen every day. Not a sentence I ever thought I’d write. Great fun, very subversive.
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July 24, 2018 at 8:22 pm
Ha.. what an orgy, and there the poor gnome is left to observe it all… love that the cats where blushing.
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July 24, 2018 at 8:26 pm
I’m falling over laughing at this. Oh my! I won’t be able to stand in my garden tomorrow without stealing glances at the foliage! Bravo!
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July 24, 2018 at 8:28 pm
Thank you, Sarah! Graham Thomas and Mme. Alfred Carriere are gorgeous roses…the first is a buttercup yellow, and Mme. is a pale pink…so feminine. Both were (I had to cut them down for painting siding) about 20×24 feet, peeking (actually coming into the open windows in the bedroom and brushing our faces). LOL. Thank you, Sarah. I did a few ‘subversive (erotic) poems on roses, this one the least of that. LOL!
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July 24, 2018 at 8:29 pm
Hehehehe….me, too. as someone said….flower semen is floating all over. The poor cats. LOL.
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July 24, 2018 at 8:30 pm
I’m not sure the cats were blushing, Bjorn. I think they were scared. LOL@ Thanks, dear friend.
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July 24, 2018 at 8:35 pm
I like that blushing cat and the garden gnome and the orgy going on in full daylight with pollen all over the place.
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July 24, 2018 at 8:36 pm
Me, too, Frank. Nature at its most natural. LOL!
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July 24, 2018 at 8:41 pm
Makes me long for Spring when everything is engaging floral erotica. You had me at /red nipples packed with tiny seeds/.
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July 24, 2018 at 9:41 pm
Me, too, Glenn. LOL! Thanks for reading
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July 24, 2018 at 11:41 pm
Lol!
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July 25, 2018 at 12:19 am
Whew, this is a passionate spring delight Jane ~ I love it, smiles ~
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July 25, 2018 at 1:38 am
You took this one all the way to the cats and Gnomes! Roses must have at least an R rating!!!
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July 25, 2018 at 1:44 am
LOL! At least! Thanks for reading and your comment.
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July 25, 2018 at 6:18 am
How intriguing, Jane: roses from a movie set! I so enjoyed your rose orgy! It made me smile, especially the wide-eyed cats and the gnome!.I love these lines:
‘This fall there will be rose-hips aplenty.
Red nipples packed with tiny seeds,
Evidence of a spring-time lust’.
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July 25, 2018 at 1:40 pm
thank you,kim
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July 25, 2018 at 2:32 pm
Ooh, I really like this lustful landscape. How liberating it is to desire and partake in its instruments! Sensuous and pleasurable.
-HA
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July 25, 2018 at 3:41 pm
Thank you for reading and your comment.
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July 29, 2018 at 12:25 pm
LOVING this! Clever clever clever! 🙂 And that voyeruistic gnome….licking his lips, satisfying himself. And cats blushing at this orgy. This is absolutely lusty! 🙂 Smiling I am with my morning coffee….orgasmic is this post! 🙂
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July 29, 2018 at 3:33 pm
LOL. The gnome will be very contented with your comment! Thank you, Lillian for reading and your enthusiastic comment!
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