My heart bleeds flowers.

Today, most overwhelmingly, with

The Orchid :

one which can be
so easily

needing everything in her life to be
just so :

romantic in her lighting
– diffused or moonlit

exotic in hydration
– luke-warm and delicate .

In the air she thrives,
( as she’ll swell
with stems in soil. )

Like a serpent,
she resorts up trees,
roots coiled.

She’s unafraid to wilt
and adapt to new homes,

with patience
she blooms :

her secret alone .

I have been so fascinated with orchids and their temperamental nature recently. There are a lot of differing opinions on how to properly care for these finicky blooms, especially on the topic of watering. I always heard that you should use ice cubes, but others say the trick is to temporarily submerge the roots in luke-warm water. Now that I see orchids more in their natural tropical environment, the latter makes more sense with the warm rainforest the flowers thrive in. But, I have also heard that every orchid is different and requiring special care.

Petal on a string

Like a petal on a string,
a feather on the air,
I glided to
you —

to your poetry
of stars :

in the night

in your eyes;

they fell
into the shadows
in the corners
of mine.

Though the day
will turn dreams
like Orpheus,

won’t you stay here for now
and hold me in the darkness?

Writing and Photography by: Katy Claire Funke

9 thoughts on “Orchids

  1. Such beautiful writing with fascinating imagery. Wow! I will need to re-read this again, it is such an enjoyable read. Excellent work as always. Your poetry is brilliant.

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