Long Poems About Flowers
#flowers
Long poems about flowers. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
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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of life and breath
Sometimes it's the same moments that take your breath away that
breathe purpose and love back into your life.”―Steve Marabol
i remember you
from another world,
elegant one, in a thousand roses.
naked now, of dew,
wherefore are you hurled
whence i’ve lusted for your orgic poses?
where, the stunning blush,
of...
breathe purpose and love back into your life.”―Steve Marabol
i remember you
from another world,
elegant one, in a thousand roses.
naked now, of dew,
wherefore are you hurled
whence i’ve lusted for your orgic poses?
where, the stunning blush,
of...
#sadness
#death
#flowers
#rose
#LifeCycle
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Payne Creek
They didn't have to tell me that I should notice all the small things along the path to Payne Creek.
I can't help but notice the tiny things, the sound and silence of nature, the greenery all around, moths and butterflies flying topsy-turvy, the rusty brown pine needles crisscrossed on the ground.
The shy ferns still and quiet hiding in the shade of large leaf magnolias, short leaf pines, dogwood, red oak, and hollies.
Along the upper trail wildflowers daydream without expression on their beautiful faces.
As we descend further into the forest the pine trees...
I can't help but notice the tiny things, the sound and silence of nature, the greenery all around, moths and butterflies flying topsy-turvy, the rusty brown pine needles crisscrossed on the ground.
The shy ferns still and quiet hiding in the shade of large leaf magnolias, short leaf pines, dogwood, red oak, and hollies.
Along the upper trail wildflowers daydream without expression on their beautiful faces.
As we descend further into the forest the pine trees...
#flowers
#water
#nature
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Sunshine for Your Inner Sunflower
Sunshine for Your Inner Sunflower
I lie by your side as a sultry summer breeze blows ripples in your skirt. Leaves rustle in the wind. Your dark feathery hair is blown about. It cascades down your shoulders in waves of silky gossamer. Petals are strewn around us in a carpet of nature’s bullion but soft as a whisper on a spring breeze. The field is a wild garden alive with splashes of sunlit stalks crowned like sun kings.
Gazing into your eyes an ocean of sadness spreads out before me. Dark shadings of love are shadowed by numbing coolness. I see your uncertainty as you...
I lie by your side as a sultry summer breeze blows ripples in your skirt. Leaves rustle in the wind. Your dark feathery hair is blown about. It cascades down your shoulders in waves of silky gossamer. Petals are strewn around us in a carpet of nature’s bullion but soft as a whisper on a spring breeze. The field is a wild garden alive with splashes of sunlit stalks crowned like sun kings.
Gazing into your eyes an ocean of sadness spreads out before me. Dark shadings of love are shadowed by numbing coolness. I see your uncertainty as you...
#regret
#flowers
#FirstLove
#SelfDiscovery
#PersonalGrowth
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lament
poems of innocence
Broken loaves, abundant giving;
Broken lives, abundant living.—CAB
5.
lament
“My life is part humor, part roses, part thorns.”—Bret Michaels
thou art so red
upon thy bed ...
Broken loaves, abundant giving;
Broken lives, abundant living.—CAB
5.
lament
“My life is part humor, part roses, part thorns.”—Bret Michaels
thou art so red
upon thy bed ...
#grief
#death
#flowers
#rose
#nature
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Take turns.
Let me be the forgiving colors of fall
Grieving wide in the open
Let me be me or not at all
Wet the coastline roams hoping
Misty eyed like the colors of calm
In the sky, dripping white mountains float
Purple, green, gray in matrimony
Sway a sweet pea such as me
Hearing each sound bring its harmony
Instantly obedient they come to me
Sensing them in the blue wanting of a waterfall,
Within the falling scattering...
Grieving wide in the open
Let me be me or not at all
Wet the coastline roams hoping
Misty eyed like the colors of calm
In the sky, dripping white mountains float
Purple, green, gray in matrimony
Sway a sweet pea such as me
Hearing each sound bring its harmony
Instantly obedient they come to me
Sensing them in the blue wanting of a waterfall,
Within the falling scattering...
#dark
#women
#sex
#flowers
#nature
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Perennials
While Contemplating the ins and outs of the perfect romance
i said, "yes" to this butterfly requesting a dance
She was tired of dancing alone between the drops of a recent shower
and I was tired of being and standing alone like a wallflower
We floated over to the edge of the garden dancing among the Roses
Waltzing among the Marigolds spinning in circles and rubbing noses
As we two stepped amongst Irises, making our way to the Begonias
There were Sunflowers ready to line dance as we separated from the Petunias
She whispered something into...
i said, "yes" to this butterfly requesting a dance
She was tired of dancing alone between the drops of a recent shower
and I was tired of being and standing alone like a wallflower
We floated over to the edge of the garden dancing among the Roses
Waltzing among the Marigolds spinning in circles and rubbing noses
As we two stepped amongst Irises, making our way to the Begonias
There were Sunflowers ready to line dance as we separated from the Petunias
She whispered something into...
#love
#flowers
#nature
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The Fifth Season
the prologue.}
(~Begin again)
He knew he didn’t know,
What it really meant to be in love.
(~Eleven’s end)
He made his promises,
But he couldn’t stop,
He couldn’t stop.
(~West is the dawn)
“I just need time to myself,
When I’m done, I’ll come back running.”
That was two mere months before,
His next words crystallized my heart.
(~A twilight warns)
“The timing doesn’t feel right,
But I still wanna be by your side.”
You’ll always be in my heart, baby~
=...
(~Begin again)
He knew he didn’t know,
What it really meant to be in love.
(~Eleven’s end)
He made his promises,
But he couldn’t stop,
He couldn’t stop.
(~West is the dawn)
“I just need time to myself,
When I’m done, I’ll come back running.”
That was two mere months before,
His next words crystallized my heart.
(~A twilight warns)
“The timing doesn’t feel right,
But I still wanna be by your side.”
You’ll always be in my heart, baby~
=...
#love
#flowers
#storm
#nature
#disappointment
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My Review of a Very Real Olive Garden
Ok this is my Yelp review of Jonah's Olive Garden. I walked in and it looked very nice. The waiter was very nice and pleasant. I feel as though the chefs did try their best too. This was my order "whale meat, finely sliced cucumbers, and your rarest vegetable." I also had the freshest water in 1 million miles. The water made me feel alive and happy. It really energized me. Anyhow, the waiter asked me if I would like whale meat stew instead, which I said was fine by me, not wanting to be picky and unpleasant. Even though watery whale soup sounds kind of nasty. He had not gotten the cucumbers...
#happiness
#motivational
#flowers
#food
#confusion
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“Nature” ... A Poem written by Big Virge 12/02/2021
Of Course Nature PLUNDERS ...
And Can Be THUNDEROUS ... !!!
But It’s Also WONDROUS ... !!!!!
And Is Clearly Something ...
That Helps Us To LIVE ... !!!
So To Go AGAINST That’s ...
Clearly NOT A Wise Plan ... !!!
The Nature of Man ...
Has MANY VARIANTS ...
That Seem Built To Withstand ...
A Lot of Things That Are BAD ...
... As Well As GOOD ... !!!
But Nature’s Being Shook ...
By Human Hands ...
And Thinking That Stands ...
In Some Very Strange Lands ...
But Nature...
And Can Be THUNDEROUS ... !!!
But It’s Also WONDROUS ... !!!!!
And Is Clearly Something ...
That Helps Us To LIVE ... !!!
So To Go AGAINST That’s ...
Clearly NOT A Wise Plan ... !!!
The Nature of Man ...
Has MANY VARIANTS ...
That Seem Built To Withstand ...
A Lot of Things That Are BAD ...
... As Well As GOOD ... !!!
But Nature’s Being Shook ...
By Human Hands ...
And Thinking That Stands ...
In Some Very Strange Lands ...
But Nature...
#trees
#flowers
#animals
#nature
#humankind
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Marigold's Obituary
I awoke to the sunlight
And to the left of my head
There came into gaze:
Cripes! Small bodies, little corpses,
Sprinkled, the dirt crumblies,
Lay in pieces all over my headspace,
And I look on in confusion and
It was like in the horror films,
Where you awake to a pool of blood
But I had not yet identified the victim.
And I notice the puffed body of the magnesium pill
I had given to my beloved marigold (my canned window plant)
And I gasp! Marigold! No, it can't be---
It can be. It was.
Marigold lay in pieces in...
And to the left of my head
There came into gaze:
Cripes! Small bodies, little corpses,
Sprinkled, the dirt crumblies,
Lay in pieces all over my headspace,
And I look on in confusion and
It was like in the horror films,
Where you awake to a pool of blood
But I had not yet identified the victim.
And I notice the puffed body of the magnesium pill
I had given to my beloved marigold (my canned window plant)
And I gasp! Marigold! No, it can't be---
It can be. It was.
Marigold lay in pieces in...
#death
#flowers
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a lifelong gasp in bloom.
i lay
coveted
and covered
euphoric heart's desire-
'O herculean desire
that steals my breath;
i gladly gasp in bloom
my whole world
of these always and forever dreams—
how I gleam
to transcend and glow
with pounding chest;
a scented crest
tears undying, flow
as this true loves yearling,
My love, lavender ...
coveted
and covered
euphoric heart's desire-
'O herculean desire
that steals my breath;
i gladly gasp in bloom
my whole world
of these always and forever dreams—
how I gleam
to transcend and glow
with pounding chest;
a scented crest
tears undying, flow
as this true loves yearling,
My love, lavender ...
#love
#flowers
#nature
#LifeGoals
#emotions
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About Flowers