Monday, August 17, 2009

Lily White

"Of course, flowers are nothing more than sex organs," said the English professor, delighted to be introducing his innocent freshman students to the symbolism of church steeples, dark wells, and Freud's cigar.



Lily White yawns and stretches . . .
Smiling, she preens in the morning sun . . .



Delicate shadows dance on her snowy robe.
She flings it wide, revealing her wares . . .

Open for business,
She awaits a passing bee . . .
While her fragrance calls,
"Over here. . . here am I. . ."

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7 comments:

Carol @ TheWritersPorch said...

Lily is a beauty, I bet it smells wonderful!

My Carolina Kitchen said...

What a gorgeous white lily. Are they rare? I have a lot of colors, but not white. Lilies certainly do well here in the mountains.
Sam

Vicki Lane said...

It's a rich, spicy, sensuous fragrance, Carol -- a bit like gardenias and jasmine.

Not rare, Sam. It's a white Oriental lily -- probably the one called 'Casablanca.' This one came from the garden shop at the grocery store but the bulbs can be ordered from any mail order nurseries

Reader Wil said...

Beautiful words and beautiful flower! I have never seen them as sex organs. They are far more beautiful!!LOL.
Vicki could you give me the ISBN of your latest book, for I'll try to order it here if possible. Thanks for your visit.

Vicki Lane said...

Reader Wil, Nor had I seen flowers as sex organs till that English professor's words. And mostly I don't think about that but looking at Lily the other morning (she IS flagrant, as well as fragrant) reminded me.

My latest book, IN A DARK SEASON is ISBN 978-0-440-24360-1. It should be available on most of the various Amazons -- eg Amazon UK.

The Machinist's Wife said...

I'll never look at a lilly in the same way again...

Mind you - a friend of mine in another time and a place far away used to excuse herself by saying "...I'm just going to shake the dew off my lilly..."

I wonder if she knew your professor?

xx

Vicki Lane said...

Welcome, Helen! As a matter of fact, my late father-in-law used the same expression when he excused himself . . .