wee petals open
framed by waxy leafery
mysteries in-wait
wee petals open
hungry fragrant nectar calls
for winged ravishers
framed by leafery
clustered queens, in succession,
begin their intrigue
mysteries in-wait
realized; burnished globes,
sweet with their secrets
Such small flowers yield a succulent fruit.
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Isn’t it amazing how that happens? Each one a miracle.
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Yes, while a big bloom can result in a tiny seed pod. Amazing nature.
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Love your wee little verse, Li! I love oranges and “burnished globes” is so apt.
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Thanks much, Punam ❤
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My pleasure. 🙂
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Sweet with secrets–I like that. (K)
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🙂
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I like all of these post cards… you have described them well without describing them.
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That form is perfect for POPO because they are short but get the message across. Thank you 🙂
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