Delicate Orchid

[dafydd manton]

Delicate orchid


I am no gardener,
I know nothing about plants,
Except that roses can be red,
Beautiful yet sometimes thorny,
And that daffodils are yellow.
But this I do know.
The rarest, most delicate flower
The sweetest, most beautiful,
Most desirable, even,
Is the Orchid.
It is fantastic to look at,
To have and to hold,
But it must be treated with care,
The utmost care.
For real beauty to flourish,
And the flower to burgeon
It must be treated gently,
With tender loving care,
Nurtured every single moment.
Some people talk to their flowers
To encourage growth, beauty.
Some gently stroke the petals,
Whisper ecstasies at its form.
They cherish.

I know nothing about flowers
Yet I have this delicate Orchid,
The love of my life.
Will you teach me
To care for it?

[zoolane]

I wonder are you talked about love for your life or passion for garden?
Or even your lover or spouse teach with her guild and gentle hand do all garden for u.

[aliengirl]

A delicate poem ending with a sweet request. So many poets have praised the rose but it is for the first time I've come across the orchid. Thanks for this tender poem.

[dafydd manton]

Zoo, I know nothing about gardens or gardening - less than nothing, so your suggestion is accurate. Thanks for commenting!

Aliengirl, thanks for you approval. I chose the Orchid because it is so beautiful, perfect, yet so rare, so delicate and needing looking after. And because it has no thorns!

[zoolane]

Your welcome is wonderful flower and poem.

[hillwalker]

Well, I hate to repeat myself - but if you are not angli in disguise I'll eat my walking boots.

A really sweet poem - written by someone who professes to know nothing about gardens or flowers and yet I bet you have a black belt in ikebana.

H

[dafydd manton]

(I had to look that up!). No, genuinely, Hill, I know nothing except that the Orchid has certain qualities, and so do some people. I do know a tiny bit about people, though, especially those who matter a great deal to me.

[blank|verse]

And an intriguing poem...

one wonders if dafydd knows the etymology of the word 'orchid', in which case, the poem takes a rather mischievous turn...

[dafydd manton]

I have to confess, B/V, I didn't, and if I had I might never have written this. However, innocence is sometimes a saving grace!!!!! Thanks for reading - and next time, I'll make sure......

[blank|verse]

If I'm honest, I would have put money on the fact you did and were keeping a straight face in your replies! Apologies. And talking of straight faces, that's what I can't keep reading this now. Again, apologies!

Some people talk to their flowers
To encourage growth, beauty.
Some gently stroke the petals,
Whisper ecstasies at its form.
They cherish.

I know nothing about flowers
Yet I have this delicate Orchid,
The love of my life.
Will you teach me
To care for it?

[hillwalker]

It's all Greek to me http://www.online-literature.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=903&pictureid=6970

[dafydd manton]

Sorry, I must be more naive than I imagined! I was trying to get across my feelings for one particular person, but trying to portray feelings of love, not lust.

[dafydd manton]

It's all Greek to me http://www.online-literature.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=903&pictureid=6970

Stop it, you'll go blind!

[Maryd.]

Well, Dave, be it lust or be it love. It's a beautiful poem indeed. I've never really thought of Orchids that way, I guess. I am a rose girl. But I do hope your partner is very much the Orchid you expect her to be.

[dafydd manton]

Oh, she is, Mary, she is, although she may not know it!

[hillwalker]

Do I detect a little name-calling aimed by Mr. Pot at my Mr. Kettle?

I'm not the one playing around with that frisky banana every time I post a reply!

H

[dafydd manton]

Ah, the banana....OK, you got me! Guilty as charged, yer honour!

[hillwalker]

That's ok - one of your 5 a day is it?

[dafydd manton]

Oh, there's a line in there, but I daren't!!!!!!!!

[zoolane]

5 day? I got runner beans, carrots, tomatoes (13) maybe parnips send through post?

[dafydd manton]

Thanks for the offer, but with the cost of postage, it'd be cheaper to go to the market.....

[PrinceMyshkin]

Meaning no offense, guv, but shouldn't this poem have been posted in the Horticultural Forum?

Get yourself a copy of The Orchid Thief by Susan Orlean, and then we can talk.

[Delta40]

when you're in love, you look like a startled deer....

[dafydd manton]

No, mine is more precious and delicate, never mind more beautiful. Not that I am biased, mind...... Ever kissed an orchid? No? Oh dear.....

[Hawkman]

Sorry Dafydd, B/V's observation has left me in hysterics :D I can barely type straight......

[dafydd manton]

Oh dear, foiled again............................!!

[Maryd.]

I could have sworn this was a love poem?

[dafydd manton]

It is, Mary, it's all these nasty Brits being vulgar! It is to compare the love of my life to a delicate flower that needs looking after to be at its best, and its most beautiful, so that it will be appreciated allthe more for its gorgeous qualities. Tsk Tsk, is all I can say! A tender moment, spoiled.......*sob*

[Bar22do]

A tender moment indeed - it looks as if the author speaks recurrently about his great, wonderful wife! :wink5:

[Maryd.]

It is, Mary, it's all these nasty Brits being vulgar! It is to compare the love of my life to a delicate flower that needs looking after to be at its best, and its most beautiful, so that it will be appreciated allthe more for its gorgeous qualities. Tsk Tsk, is all I can say! A tender moment, spoiled.......*sob*

Well I think it is beautiful Dave, no matter who you wrote it for.

[dafydd manton]

Whoever it is, and I have no intention of committing myself, trust me, Mary, she is someone INCREDIBLY special to me. More, perhaps, than you will ever know!! Thanks for commenting, I love your feedback.

[Delta40]

You inspire the romantic within me with your mystery

[Maryd.]

Whoever it is, and I have no intention of committing myself, trust me, Mary, she is someone INCREDIBLY special to me. More, perhaps, than you will ever know!! Thanks for commenting, I love your feedback.

Aww that is so sweet...
You're welcome.

[Haunted]

Delicate indeed. Your flower choice is exquisite, it shows how special and unique your lady is to you.

And I'll pretend I didn't see you stroking those petals for 30 hours straight.

[dafydd manton]

Ssssshhhhh!!!! It's a secret!

[Maryd.]

Ohhh Goodie, I love secrets. Hee hee

[dafydd manton]

Would you like me tell you some more. *Leans forward....pss sshsss pssst ssss... and then he ..sppsss sshshs sppssspttp. Twice! I couldn't believe it!*

[Maryd.]

No way!!!! And I thought ...psst shhsp spst... was a good... pstsst pssh ssshhs

[dafydd manton]

Only in the mating season!

[Maryd.]

Ah, that's in Spring isn't it. Uh-oh that's now isn't it? Argh!!!

[dafydd manton]

Ah, but it's autumn here, so he's safe, poor lad! (Mind you psss pshshs psst shsss tshs!)

[Maryd.]

Oh my... Anyone would think that pssssttt... shshhsssy. Wouldn't have time for ...psst pshhhs shshsh...

[dafydd manton]

Yes, and with marmalade, as well. Really!

[Maryd.]

What??? No vegemite???

[dafydd manton]

Well, just the slightest smear!!

[Maryd.]

Yes... You are correct sir. Vegemite must be spread lightly... Yummmmmyy

[dafydd manton]

Especially on toast! (Actually, I'm told its the same as our Marmite, which I like nice and thick....disgusting, I know, but a man must have some vices.)

[Maryd.]

I have had marmite and marmite is too strong. But very pungent in taste like marmite

[dafydd manton]

Send us a slice of toast....my address is.....!!!

[Maryd.]

Ewww. Imagine what it would look like when it arrives... Ewww.. Fungi plus!

[dafydd manton]

It might even have gone cold!! Oh well, never mind, I'll nip down to the shops.

[Maryd.]

Oh Dave can you grab the milk and bread on the way back please? I am hanging out for a coffee and vegemite sandwhich.

[dafydd manton]

Sure - semi-skimmed, as usual, and an unsliced wholemeal?

[Maryd.]

Sure... So long as you stay for lunch.

[dafydd manton]

Oh, great...thanks. Shall I bring a bottle? I've got a rather nice Shiraz you might like, and some fresh strawberries......

[Maryd.]

Oh yes pleases. Do you like salmon?

[dafydd manton]

Oh, I'm so sorry, I can't eat fish. Sorry to be awkward...

[Maryd.]

What about a juicy steak?

[dafydd manton]

That sounds lovely....... Thank you. Would you like to go for a walk in the mountains later?

[Maryd.]

Sure why not... I could do with some fresh air.

[dafydd manton]

Are you any good at Scrabble? (Tee Hee)

[Maryd.]

I love scrabble... Why?

[dafydd manton]

Oh, just passing interest. Something to do on the long cold winter nights.

[Maryd.]

I rather sit by a fireplace and read a book.

[dafydd manton]

I'd happily sit there by a proper fire, with a Dylan Thomas anthology. And that bottle of wine...

[Maryd.]

Sure... Why not?

[dafydd manton]

Sounds perfect......