Ophrys Miracle.... Poem by Varsha M

'The ophrys up on my face Brings magnificent grace.' I think your writing true to nature, meaning this is a cleverly disguised couple of lines. My mother had about 50 plus orchids once, the Ophrys are pseudocopulation which adds depth to the poem, especially with the two female faces so beautifully made up with make up. This is the kind of poem you can return to, read again with differing meaning, which is rare and appreciated. a wonderful write.

Great poem ma'am. Little things we take for granted like eye brows are us.

Aptly written lines: 5** Though small I'm, I hold my stand Without me no one desires to move out.