Poetry about Flowers
#flowers
Poems about flowers and plants, charting how the natural world changes through the seasons. Also poetry using flowers as metaphors.
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up in the hills
those hills,
not
mountain high,
not cloud
cover high,
but well
enough above
the flat
land below,
above the
city noises,
where
it seems
as if
the nights
let
the stars
visit, right
above
the treetops,
lasting
long after
the sundown,
the flowers,
and we
are gone.
not
mountain high,
not cloud
cover high,
but well
enough above
the flat
land below,
above the
city noises,
where
it seems
as if
the nights
let
the stars
visit, right
above
the treetops,
lasting
long after
the sundown,
the flowers,
and we
are gone.
#flowers
#stars
#nature
#mountains
#evolution
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white irises
those spirits
stood,
formed
their scene,
their naked
refreshing
wild arrays,
each communed
together,
to fuse
precisely,
polished white
mouths,
those columns
aching
to smile.
stood,
formed
their scene,
their naked
refreshing
wild arrays,
each communed
together,
to fuse
precisely,
polished white
mouths,
those columns
aching
to smile.
#strength
#flowers
#nature
#determination
#PersonalGrowth
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Buds
The blood red vibrant buds on the trees ignite
in a chaotic emergence against the pale blue sky.
The infant spring sheen of the warm sun,
beckons my mind into a garden of oblivion.
Heavy thoughts are lost to the miniature whistles
of the happy house finch.
Breeze sweeps crumbs of dreams that were never clinched.
Penetrating the soul's rich soil
are fresh buds of ideas that have remained loyal.
Before blossoms burst, my black dirt voraciously thirsts.
And then joyous daffodils destroy winter's curse.
in a chaotic emergence against the pale blue sky.
The infant spring sheen of the warm sun,
beckons my mind into a garden of oblivion.
Heavy thoughts are lost to the miniature whistles
of the happy house finch.
Breeze sweeps crumbs of dreams that were never clinched.
Penetrating the soul's rich soil
are fresh buds of ideas that have remained loyal.
Before blossoms burst, my black dirt voraciously thirsts.
And then joyous daffodils destroy winter's curse.
#dreams
#flowers
#spring
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Garden of Stars
In the twilight of memories,
where the real and the imaginary intertwine,
there is a secret garden, hidden among the stars,
a refuge of dreams and hopes.
On the banks of the river of eternity
flowers made of light and longing grow.
Its petals sparkle like constellations,
and its roots go back in time.
Every flower holds a story,
a love that transcends mortality.
The winds whisper ancient secrets
and the stars weave threads of destiny.
In the center of the garden there is a mirror
reflecting the longings of...
where the real and the imaginary intertwine,
there is a secret garden, hidden among the stars,
a refuge of dreams and hopes.
On the banks of the river of eternity
flowers made of light and longing grow.
Its petals sparkle like constellations,
and its roots go back in time.
Every flower holds a story,
a love that transcends mortality.
The winds whisper ancient secrets
and the stars weave threads of destiny.
In the center of the garden there is a mirror
reflecting the longings of...
#love
#flowers
#universe
#stars
#mystery
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Buttercup Wishes
We were kids
Enamored with fables
Stories of princesses
Taken into the arms of princes
And the lure of
Buttercup wishes
Laying in grass
Nose to nose
We wished upon a flower
With sunshine in her petals
The color of butter our goal
We crossed fingers and toes
As the gentle morning breeze
Rustled through our hair
Gleeful laughter escaped
And dreams were granted
Enamored with fables
Stories of princesses
Taken into the arms of princes
And the lure of
Buttercup wishes
Laying in grass
Nose to nose
We wished upon a flower
With sunshine in her petals
The color of butter our goal
We crossed fingers and toes
As the gentle morning breeze
Rustled through our hair
Gleeful laughter escaped
And dreams were granted
#happiness
#sister
#childhood #flowers
#childhood #flowers
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Resilient Bloom
In fields of sorrow, a lone flower weeps,
Petals hanging heavy, with secrets to keep.
Its vibrant colors muted, by the weight of despair,
A reminder of beauty lost, beyond repair.
Each petal a tear, shed in silent grief,
A symbol of love that fades like a leaf.
Bent beneath unspoken, heavy strain,
The flower wilts, its spirit drained.
In sorrow's grasp, its spirit true,
Unyielding strength, in all it knew.
Through trials and tears, in the gloom,
A guiding light, a resilient bloom.
Petals hanging heavy, with secrets to keep.
Its vibrant colors muted, by the weight of despair,
A reminder of beauty lost, beyond repair.
Each petal a tear, shed in silent grief,
A symbol of love that fades like a leaf.
Bent beneath unspoken, heavy strain,
The flower wilts, its spirit drained.
In sorrow's grasp, its spirit true,
Unyielding strength, in all it knew.
Through trials and tears, in the gloom,
A guiding light, a resilient bloom.
#sadness
#hope
#flowers
#nature
#emptiness
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Helping Hand
You're a budding rose
I'm a withered aging plant
Help me see the light
I'm a withered aging plant
Help me see the light
#motivational
#flowers
#haiku #aging
#haiku #aging
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i cannot wait
i cannot
wait
of early
spring,
broad shoulders
of the sun,
swollen clouds,
the fields
and night,
the laughter
of flowers,
and
the hills
heavy
with dryness,
smothered
grasses,
leisurely
vacationers
drift in
and out
on the wind
singing.
wait
of early
spring,
broad shoulders
of the sun,
swollen clouds,
the fields
and night,
the laughter
of flowers,
and
the hills
heavy
with dryness,
smothered
grasses,
leisurely
vacationers
drift in
and out
on the wind
singing.
#flowers
#birds
#sky
#spring
#nature
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His Catalina
Mm... to whoever the tender energy of my embracing words my touch
I feel the softest faint of your aura ...
Slow down, relax, don’t rush
Can you be my diary page, just for one night
I heard your mind and the promises, your what if, when will the beginning of our souls meet
Come closer, yes, inch closer, pretty please
I want to curl up with the wonders of your stardust soul
Mm… whisper in your ear the linguistic of my divine scent, mystifying your phenomes ...
I feel the softest faint of your aura ...
Slow down, relax, don’t rush
Can you be my diary page, just for one night
I heard your mind and the promises, your what if, when will the beginning of our souls meet
Come closer, yes, inch closer, pretty please
I want to curl up with the wonders of your stardust soul
Mm… whisper in your ear the linguistic of my divine scent, mystifying your phenomes ...
#love
#flowers
#sun
#water
#seductive
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Mmm.. He Keeps Me Softly Pollinated
He is my love, when I glance into his eyes, I swear I see the path to Heaven’s glory
In his arms, I feel the pulsate of my heart
The sunrise in his touch, the hotness of his breath
Laced with kisses all over my neck
He is the hushed soft melody of my heart
Silhouettes moving to the cadence of such a soulful tune
The symphony of our minds in sync
Heart strokes gently plucked
Feeling the poetic tenderness of his strings, pounding at the percussion of my inner Chi
Serenading me softly with his desired songs
Reviving me with each...
In his arms, I feel the pulsate of my heart
The sunrise in his touch, the hotness of his breath
Laced with kisses all over my neck
He is the hushed soft melody of my heart
Silhouettes moving to the cadence of such a soulful tune
The symphony of our minds in sync
Heart strokes gently plucked
Feeling the poetic tenderness of his strings, pounding at the percussion of my inner Chi
Serenading me softly with his desired songs
Reviving me with each...
#flowers
#sun
#water
#lover
#seductive
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6 Comments
weaved flowers
that moment
that comes
closer
from my hand,
like
a day's
routine,
styling gesture
to fall
in love
with flowers,
the
very ones
connected
and appearing
each spring,
she weaves
them into
her hair
to
entice me
and take me
as
her lover..
that comes
closer
from my hand,
like
a day's
routine,
styling gesture
to fall
in love
with flowers,
the
very ones
connected
and appearing
each spring,
she weaves
them into
her hair
to
entice me
and take me
as
her lover..
#happiness
#love
#flowers
#nature
#admiration
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Mm.. Simply Him
Touch me in the morning
Remnants of pleasure softy melting into the essence of my sweetest ambrosia
Enthralling breaths, showering undulated desires of weakened forays
Inhaling, exhaling, sedated in the blissful aftermath
As dawn’s early light tenderly kisses the remembrance of our entwined temples
Scented sheets of lavender we tussled upon
Bathing our entanglement as we blindly gaged peaks of rapture
Heightened in the rise and fall of its spiraling movements
Whispered expressed of its interlocked, enriching tales of you and I
Elixirs...
Remnants of pleasure softy melting into the essence of my sweetest ambrosia
Enthralling breaths, showering undulated desires of weakened forays
Inhaling, exhaling, sedated in the blissful aftermath
As dawn’s early light tenderly kisses the remembrance of our entwined temples
Scented sheets of lavender we tussled upon
Bathing our entanglement as we blindly gaged peaks of rapture
Heightened in the rise and fall of its spiraling movements
Whispered expressed of its interlocked, enriching tales of you and I
Elixirs...
#flowers
#sun
#water
#lover
#seductive
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