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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The Dark Pool
As
water
lillies
Float
upon
secret
dark
pools
Where
dragonflies
dwell
by Jemia
water
lillies
Float
upon
secret
dark
pools
Where
dragonflies
dwell
by Jemia
#beauty
#flowers
#nature
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Colors Of Roses
I think each rose is unique.
And if you just take a peek,you'll see what you need.
Like red rose petals,spread at the wedding altar.
Red roses represent love.
You give them to someone you love hard.
Red roses represent passion and desire.
And the light,ember fire in your heart.
Red roses are beautiful and never foul
I could wear it in my hair.
They are georgeous and prevent a bad affair.
And if only one day I could be one.
I would be a red rose,number one.
People would look at me in awe.
And I will never...
And if you just take a peek,you'll see what you need.
Like red rose petals,spread at the wedding altar.
Red roses represent love.
You give them to someone you love hard.
Red roses represent passion and desire.
And the light,ember fire in your heart.
Red roses are beautiful and never foul
I could wear it in my hair.
They are georgeous and prevent a bad affair.
And if only one day I could be one.
I would be a red rose,number one.
People would look at me in awe.
And I will never...
#flowers
#happiness
#nature
#rose
#uplifting
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melancholia
tending to the flowers and sadness
imbued with truth and dappled with shadows
the colors grow deeper in sorrow
my melacholy reaches out
the trees take note
the grass greener for the effort I made to connect with it
talking to Big blue I open my natural channels
he is oft on my wavelenths and me on his
shifting in the shade, relfecting light
the coolness of the afternoon indicates his mood
He gathers his thoughts somberly but with tenderness
so not to disturb our symbiotic desires for each other
so very alike...
imbued with truth and dappled with shadows
the colors grow deeper in sorrow
my melacholy reaches out
the trees take note
the grass greener for the effort I made to connect with it
talking to Big blue I open my natural channels
he is oft on my wavelenths and me on his
shifting in the shade, relfecting light
the coolness of the afternoon indicates his mood
He gathers his thoughts somberly but with tenderness
so not to disturb our symbiotic desires for each other
so very alike...
#flowers
#nature
#spiritual
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melancholy's midnight
darkling of faith at rest, resists
to touch your vulnerability of hate
mix it up and make a recipe that suits my taste, out of fate
hurting in the pnuema my breath escapes your stranglehold
bursts of energy surround me
with a look in, I think I know you,...sweet one
seek my sunshine not my immortal need
knowledge is pleasure but to delve too deeply
it is a fledgling error of importance
to touch the sky, to sigh inward for a man's greed,
a God's caress
urging Him deeper into your soul
with a siren...
to touch your vulnerability of hate
mix it up and make a recipe that suits my taste, out of fate
hurting in the pnuema my breath escapes your stranglehold
bursts of energy surround me
with a look in, I think I know you,...sweet one
seek my sunshine not my immortal need
knowledge is pleasure but to delve too deeply
it is a fledgling error of importance
to touch the sky, to sigh inward for a man's greed,
a God's caress
urging Him deeper into your soul
with a siren...
#flowers
#metaphor
#night
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With a spurn of yellow and a shout –
With a spurn of yellow and a shout –
A lone Mexican poppy
Aside the mountain path
Caught my meandering eye.
How diminutive was its stem
And so few were its petals –
Nevertheless – smart with poison –
As it stood there – tranquil.
For one who’s loud in color –
I warned the little poppy –
It’s not good to be popular
For you can be plucked easily.
A lone Mexican poppy
Aside the mountain path
Caught my meandering eye.
How diminutive was its stem
And so few were its petals –
Nevertheless – smart with poison –
As it stood there – tranquil.
For one who’s loud in color –
I warned the little poppy –
It’s not good to be popular
For you can be plucked easily.
#flowers
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unconditonaly sunflower
dreaming visions clockwise turning time
awaiting the realization
you love me no matter
exceptional in your need
perpetual in the greed
still your soul is part of mine
hinting on your honesty
picking up my feelings
sunflower sounds
feel the emotion of this honesty
loving you until the end
until the my shineness rubs off
still I will glitter for you
kiss the soul and tear me apart
brokeness of spirit
fits of fear and anger
unconditonally loved pours from ours, yours and mine ...
awaiting the realization
you love me no matter
exceptional in your need
perpetual in the greed
still your soul is part of mine
hinting on your honesty
picking up my feelings
sunflower sounds
feel the emotion of this honesty
loving you until the end
until the my shineness rubs off
still I will glitter for you
kiss the soul and tear me apart
brokeness of spirit
fits of fear and anger
unconditonally loved pours from ours, yours and mine ...
#flowers
#love
#metaphor #sadness
#metaphor #sadness
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Picture Texas
Texas Bluebonnet you fill my horizon like the sea.
As you dance and sway in the cool spring breeze.
Mockingbirds sing and woodpeckers peck.
As the horn toad lizard scurries for ants.
Banana spiders weave and cicadas that chirp.
Wild blackberries that taste so delicious it hurts.
Choices of oak, pecan or mesquite as firewood to barbecue meat.
These are just some of the joys that I see.
When I stop and glance at the things around me.
As you dance and sway in the cool spring breeze.
Mockingbirds sing and woodpeckers peck.
As the horn toad lizard scurries for ants.
Banana spiders weave and cicadas that chirp.
Wild blackberries that taste so delicious it hurts.
Choices of oak, pecan or mesquite as firewood to barbecue meat.
These are just some of the joys that I see.
When I stop and glance at the things around me.
#birds
#flowers
#nature #trees
#nature #trees
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sunshine girl
sideline loneliness I don't connect in the visions of love
tending to the sadness I withdraw into the rain
heavy air in the atmospheres
we need more misty mornings to leave dew on the earth
taxing vexation I am calming
collecting my keys of honesty
left along the way for others to find and explain
went it is for me to burn and open up
romancing the solar system
feeling too little, always feeling to much
Socrates understood that genius is sometimes madness
to seek is to come undone
creating a home for angelic...
tending to the sadness I withdraw into the rain
heavy air in the atmospheres
we need more misty mornings to leave dew on the earth
taxing vexation I am calming
collecting my keys of honesty
left along the way for others to find and explain
went it is for me to burn and open up
romancing the solar system
feeling too little, always feeling to much
Socrates understood that genius is sometimes madness
to seek is to come undone
creating a home for angelic...
#flowers
#love
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wishes on the wind
dying dandelions dream of motherhood
as their sweet petals wilt and dry
as their buttery buds are pollinated
by an obliging bee
and their womanhood becomes seed
they daydream on a lovely summer breeze
their children on a wish and a prayer are then carried away
to take hold in fertile soil, perhaps your open mind
in a field, in a garden, or even a sidewalk crack
my wishes are taken afloat by a wind that was listening
and given rebirth elsewhere so the cycle of life carries on its destiny
beautiful redemption, for...
as their sweet petals wilt and dry
as their buttery buds are pollinated
by an obliging bee
and their womanhood becomes seed
they daydream on a lovely summer breeze
their children on a wish and a prayer are then carried away
to take hold in fertile soil, perhaps your open mind
in a field, in a garden, or even a sidewalk crack
my wishes are taken afloat by a wind that was listening
and given rebirth elsewhere so the cycle of life carries on its destiny
beautiful redemption, for...
#dreams
#flowers
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dead flowers
sister pain my beloved
roses pricked with clowns that aren't funny
pickled laughter sours my tummy
legal ease whispers and I love you and hate you
confusion is its own master
creed of the lost
keep walking step by step
and if someone pushes you into the mud
get back up and keep walking
dreaded surprise your love came and went
it seems to appear and disappear with the wind
meager left overs I'm offered
my tears started falling and they wouldn't relent
love for me doesn't just iminate from deep...
roses pricked with clowns that aren't funny
pickled laughter sours my tummy
legal ease whispers and I love you and hate you
confusion is its own master
creed of the lost
keep walking step by step
and if someone pushes you into the mud
get back up and keep walking
dreaded surprise your love came and went
it seems to appear and disappear with the wind
meager left overs I'm offered
my tears started falling and they wouldn't relent
love for me doesn't just iminate from deep...
#flowers
#hurt
#love #metaphor
#love #metaphor
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Petals of Eternal Dusk
Far beyond where men dare tread
A place exists among the dead
Sealed by hands of ancient stone
No man walks where none are known
In forgotten woods, beneath the mire
Through paths of thorns and tangled briar
A gate of iron, rusted black
Guards the way, and pulls you back
Beyond the gate, in silence deep
A garden stirs, where shadows creep
The air is thick with death’s embrace
A haunting chill, no time nor space
The petals bloom in twilight’s veil
Eternal dusk, neither light nor pale
They drink of darkness,...
A place exists among the dead
Sealed by hands of ancient stone
No man walks where none are known
In forgotten woods, beneath the mire
Through paths of thorns and tangled briar
A gate of iron, rusted black
Guards the way, and pulls you back
Beyond the gate, in silence deep
A garden stirs, where shadows creep
The air is thick with death’s embrace
A haunting chill, no time nor space
The petals bloom in twilight’s veil
Eternal dusk, neither light nor pale
They drink of darkness,...
#dark
#death
#environment
#flowers
#rhyming
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Flowers And Trees
Weeping willows of yellow and green...
Stand in a valley that's truly serene...
Beneath their waving beauty, all nestled in the ground...
Are bright and abundant flowers blooming all around...
Stand in a valley that's truly serene...
Beneath their waving beauty, all nestled in the ground...
Are bright and abundant flowers blooming all around...
#flowers
#nature
#trees
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