Flower Poems ( 42 )


  • Feb 01, 2014
    I watched a rosebud ...

    I watched a rosebud very long

    Brought on by dew and sun and shower,

    Waiting to see the perfect flower:

    Then, when I thought it should be strong,

    It opened at the matin hour

    And fell at evensong.

    <...

    Share With
  • Feb 01, 2014
    The First Jasmines...

    Ah, these jasmines, these white jasmines!
    I seem to remember the first day when I filled my hands
    with these jasmines, these white jasmines.

     

     

    I have loved the sunlight, the sky and the green ...

    Share With
  • Feb 01, 2014
    With A Flower ...

    I hide myself within my flower,

    That wearing on your breast,

    You, unsuspecting, wear me too –

    And angels know the rest.

    I hide myself within my flower,

    That, fading from your vase,

    You,...

    Share With
  • Feb 01, 2014
    The Flower...


    How fresh, oh Lord, how sweet and clean
    Are thy returns! even as the flowers in spring;
             To which, besides their own demean,
    The late-past frosts tributes of pleasure b...

    Share With
  • Feb 01, 2014
    The Tuft of Flowers...

    I went to turn the grass once after one
    Who mowed it in the dew before the sun.

     

    The dew was gone that made his blade so keen
    Before I came to view the levelled scene.

     

    I looked for h...

    Share With
  • Feb 01, 2014
    More Than a Flower...

    'Tis only a flower
    Soft Petals of Gold
    There's no special power
    In this flower I hold
    It came from the ground
    There was no special seed
    On this flower I found
    That grew up from a weed

    Share With
  • Feb 01, 2014
    Flowers on a Path...

    I follow the path of flowers that’s near
    Each one a little different than the next
    I desire to be close, with petals dear
    Their blossoms are fancy and quite complex

     

     

    Each one a l...

    Share With
  • Feb 01, 2014
    June Bells Flowering under the Trees...

    Scarce had it rain'd -- blue hued
    drops showering down;
    in the witching hour I rode,
    where the earth is overrun by weeds,
    yellow fringed with black-eyed-susans;
    trees overhung with wild cherries.

    &...

    Share With
  • Feb 01, 2014
    With a Bunch of Wild Roses...

    Ah, deem not that this simple little flower
    Unfolded all its tender bloom in vain;
    Did it not glorify a summer hour,
    And leave a sweetness in the summer rain?

     



    Then sigh not for its tr...

    Share With
  • Feb 01, 2014
    With a Bunch of Wild Roses...

    Ah, deem not that this simple little flower
    Unfolded all its tender bloom in vain;
    Did it not glorify a summer hour,
    And leave a sweetness in the summer rain?

     



    Then sigh not for its tr...

    Share With
  • Feb 01, 2014
    Withering Lilies...

    And must ye pass away,
    Yellow waving lilies?
    Greener grow the woodland alleys,
    Greener, greener every day;
    Summer's coming up the valleys--
    Yet ye will not stay!

     



    I c...

    Share With
  • Feb 01, 2014
    A Bed of Wild Violets...

    Dear wilding violets, of the self-same hue
    As those I first in happy childhood knew,
    How like those nestling beauties ye beseem
    The vernal sunshine, and the vernal green;
    Though far from all the brookside's pleasa...

    Share With
  • Feb 01, 2014
    The First Rose of Summer...

    'Tis the first rose of summer that ope's to my view,
    With its bright crimson bosom all bathed in the dew;
    It bows to its green leaves with pride from its throne,
    'Tis the queen of the valley, and reigneth alone.<...

    Share With
  • Feb 01, 2014
    The Lily of the Valley...

    Sweetest of the flowers a-blooming
    In the fragrant vernal days
    Is the Lily of the Valley
    With its soft, retiring ways.

     



    Well, you chose this humble blossom
    As the nurse's em...

    Share With
  • Feb 01, 2014
    Queen of all Flowers...

    the gaze bends
    the night damp colours
    new anatomies



    bold shapes wink and move



    under the roses



    tasting strokes
    things you can touch
    perfect lip...

    Share With
  • Feb 01, 2014
    Spring Winds and Spring Flowers...

    Soft south airs, sweet airs so bland and tender,
    Quickening the cold earth where'er you pass,
    Waking, by your greeting, spring-buds slender,
    Kissing every strip of meadow grass;

     



    W...

    Share With
  • Feb 01, 2014
    Why the Daisies are White...

    Once on a time a quarrel rose,
    'Tis said, between impatient Spring
    And that old Greybeard Winter, who
    Yet longer to his throne would cling.
    "My turn it is," quoth Mistress Spring,
    "To reign, ...

    Share With
  • Feb 01, 2014
    Beauty In Nature...


    I am the resplendent shine of a flower,
    Fiery in crimson joy upon the soil,
    Scintillating, an ember in cyan,
    I, never, fade in your world.

     

     

    I am the tiny wings of a rose,
    ...

    Share With
  • Feb 01, 2014
    Rose In Full Bloom...

    Rambling down a cobbled pathway,
    I stumbled upon a wild rose,
    Deep garnet red,
    Velveteen petals each curled to perfection,
    Luminescent and innocently pretty,
    A coy damsel oblivious of her beauty,
    Fading ...

    Share With
  • Feb 01, 2014
    Crimson Rose...

    A sign of beauty
    A symbol of grace
    Its pride runs strong
    At a very fast pace.

     

     

    It's wild like a wolf
    It's gentle like the breeze
    And it has a burning honour
    ...

    Share With
  • Jan 31, 2014
    A Friendship Is But A Flower...

    A friendship is but a flower
    Growing out in Gods garden
    Helping out the fellow man
    Not knowing should they get a pardon

     

     

    A friendship is but a flower
    Waiting to bloom in the spr...

    Share With
  • Jan 31, 2014
    You Are Like A Flower...

    You are like a flower
    Growing in beauty
    Nature has its own way
    Making you uniquely
    So I’ll wait until the day
    You sprout with love
    Because anything less
    Would not be enough
    You are li...

    Share With
  • Jan 31, 2014
    A crown of flowers...

    I don a crown of flowers
    To mask the sorrow inside
    Eyes which fall upon its beauty
    Do not see the tears I cry
    While the flowers bud to blossom
    I wilt to almost nothing
    In a garden colour filled with life...

    Share With
  • Jan 31, 2014
    Purple Orchid...

    Flower is dandelion but
    flying up in the dark night
    Flower is petunia but
    falling down when the dark night
    Will it be purple orchid?

     

     

    Flower is baby’s breath
    Dancin...

    Share With


Poems Category 108



☰ View Category
× Close Category