"peduncle" poems
long silky filament
curved, reaching for stars
peduncle, sepal and petaled
ovule, jewel - seeds of renewal
encased in velvety red
pollen explosion, pistol potion
anther tipped stamen bled
evening stars now far-off shine
bees drowsily dream
in wax house, honeycombed hives
Feb 10, 2014
Feb 10, 2014 at 1:54 AM UTC
This Flower blooms and shines with every brush of sun rays
This Flower sprouted amidst three trees and the three trees fed the Flower with good shade
This flower grew up to imitate the trees
This flower developed the bark of the trees.
This Flower's peduncle is firmly fixed to the ground
Don't be carried away by the colourful petals of this Flower
for this Flower has a bittersweet nectar
This Flower has a stubborn core
This Flower looks fragile but it has a strong receptacle
This Flower looks beautiful but it's got thorns on its stem;
so be careful when you feel tempted to pluck it
But I say it is the Flower you'd probably never pluck.
This Flower has a pistil but doesn't have a stamen, so it is imperfect
But this Flower is a delight
Its fragrance is soothing to the nostrils
and its beauty is everlasting to the eyes
This Flower is ethereal.
Feb 3, 2020
Feb 3, 2020 at 4:07 PM UTC
You listen to me lament, and hold my hand
Like the filament that holds my anther
For me there is no other
And you are the catalyst for my growth
The calyx beneath my flower
Keeping my peduncle standing firm and straight
Through every debunkle caused by fate
You come near,
and I am suddenly in bloom
Sep 28, 2011
Sep 28, 2011 at 1:33 AM UTC
everyday I walk down the streets
I find plants yielding pretty flowers
most days I find trampled flowers
laying on the road still worthy enough to praise
do you ask me what interesting in it,
first answer me ,
do you pity the one laying on road
or the one accompanied by peduncle?
everyone glorify the stem with flower
even though it do die as sun sets down
shall I say you one verity
and the thing people don't heed
they don't adore the plant producing flowers
the sad thing is they don't notify
that the plant can still produces more beautiful flowers tomorrow
if you compare this with life it's so similar
people don't see or pity your catastrpohes, reverses
they just admire your adroitness
cherish you when you bloom as beautiful as flower
so just like the plant surprise them with your capacity
don't worry about the trampled flowers
sometimes your flaws are prettiest too
you should let them down
but remember even if it's a trampled flower or nourished flower
both of them dies at end of the day
so hope for refreshing start and give the best you can.
Sep 6, 2020
Sep 6, 2020 at 11:26 AM UTC
A petal
sticks to its peduncle,
glossy and turgid
a proud connection
dipping a dew drops
on a thorn
on the branch
of a rose plant.
the thorn
sharp
yet vigilant
protects petal's
pristine glory
of marmoreal smoothness.
yet
the dried peduncle
breaks
plaintively
the next fall
and the desiccated branch
gives a prickly touch
in a thorny hedge
in my backyard
Nov 13, 2017
Nov 13, 2017 at 11:58 PM UTC