The flower has three petals and six stamens. Each stamen (the male organ) has a filament and a yellow pollen bearing anther.
I'm not sure what those little purple hairs are.
To entertain, amuse, and edify.
The pungent scent of the lilac cannot but announce its presence.
When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom'dBy Walt Whitman1When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd,And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the night,I mourn'd, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.……16…….For the sweetest, wisest soul of all my days and lands—and this for his dear sake,Lilac and star and bird twined with the chant of my soul,There in the fragrant pines and the cedars dusk and dim.
Let me walk into the mountains
where the air is fresh and sweet,
where wind whispers through tree branches
around which creep the nectar honeysuckle and wild grape,
in the morning stillness, pure as breath from God
that moved upon the waters when earth was born;
I will bring my weary spirit and find rest.
I will walk along the hollows,
trace the finger paths of God
where He carved the rugged creek beds
and fed the soil with flowers, columbine and orchid, wild;
there He will feed this world worn child.
Let me tarry in the mountains,
listen to creation sing
lay me down upon moss carpet
beside a spring, sparkling and clear,
drink in the peaceful quiet, feel earth's healing touch.
I will linger until evening when soft mists slip through the vales,
swaddling heights with haze blue beauty
as tender twilight swells, sunlight fading,
bending low to lay a glow kiss on mountain face.
Copyright, July 11, 2016 Faye Lanham Gibson
Genitallia on an Azalia
Remember taking a cruise to Australia;
And I did forget to bring my genetalia;
Gently put down; Without a sound;
Were found lying on a flowering azalea.
Jim Horn
Are you laughing? A smile would be helpful.
Iris
by William Carlos Williams
a burst of iris so that come down for breakfast
we searched through the rooms for that
sweetest odor and at first could not find its
source then a blue as of the sea struck
startling us from among those trumpeting petals