Flower Poems | Examples of Flower Poetry

Wildflowers be wild, wet with whimsical wonder. Relentless rainstorms revel in naive riches nurturing and rebellious....

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Lilies Haiku 39 white lilies in bloom cotton petals unfurl~ nature`s sacred...

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Butterflies fluttering in the flowery field. Nice...

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peach is on the rose since orange sun shines so bright earth's bathed in warm light redbirds are singing of yellow saffron summer near garden stunners sapphires in the sky vagrant clouds have gone missing gold fields glistening sunshine rose fragrance colors and green everywhere butterflies in air...

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Matsuo Basho: English translations of haiku about birds, flowers, candles, life, death. Naptime! But my drowsiness is nixed by busybody warblers. —Matsuo Basho, translation by Michael R. Burch Carolers: the sparrows smile at their warbling. —Matsuo Basho, translation by Michael R. Burch Giving thanks to the flowers for brightening my visit: farewell. —Matsuo Basho, translation by Michael R. Burch Melancholy nub! The bamboo bud’s sad end. —Matsuo Basho, translation by Michael...

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Matsuo Basho English Translations of haiku about spring, birds, bats, butterflies, flowers, sun, cherry. Seeing them naked almost makes me caress the wanton flowers. —Matsuo Basho, translation by Michael R. Burch As temple bells fade flowers strike their fragrance into the silence. —Matsuo Basho, translation by Michael R. Burch The bat also emerges into the birds’ world of flowers. —Matsuo Basho, translation by Michael R. Burch When planting, please...

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Matsuo Basho Haiku: English Translations of haiku about seasons, spring, rain, moon, flowers, blossoms, wind, river, etc. Blame the rainy season for my absence, old friend Moon. —Matsuo Basho, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch For yet a little while, the pale moon floating among blossoms... —Matsuo Basho, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Moon past full: darkness increasing. —Matsuo Basho, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Spring rains so heavy they overflow...

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In the depths of my soul, a question blooms like a flower of light in the night, I wonder whether to release the reins and reveal what grows in my silence. I pretend not to feel this calling, like a secret tide touching my shores, But for a long time, it has danced through my veins like a...

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carefree as a meadow's dream...

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Garden Delights, a set of stamps from 2024. features stamps in which there are different scenes of four. A ruby-throated hummingbird takes great delight in hovering near a flower, each a pretty sight: A zinnia, cigar flower, a spotted touch-me-not and the fourth – a sunflower, which I like a lot. Oh, Sunflower, with large florets center, be prepared to meet the hummingbird approaching you with her nectar sweet. ...

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The Efflorescence of a Half-Moon Love An immutable desire to awaken and experience the night’s breath… Where saddened petals elate at the ability to whisper open at the cusp of dawn. I reach to orbit near you: where carnal might kiss deity, and the air between us smells of divine pollen. A heavenly flower exhaling eternity from the soft rupture of its...

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ladybugs f l u t t e r in fields of f r e n c h marigolds summer in z e ...

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Wilted flowers Wilted flowers lie in empty fields Days pass as flies scour, Leaving the decomposing ideas to be eaten. The sun flickers as each minute weans by An empty shell of you left in bloody waters. A quiet silence crowding the space your words claimed. The once blooming pedals, scorned by your nectar. Craving the burn you bring into my veins; no...

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I'm not old fashioned I'm just from a time when everything was better ! Tether me with flowers bring me sunshine everyday ! Do not ruffle up my feathers when I'm doing it my way ! Fasten smiles upon me say, "Go ahead, do it your way !" ...

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Some gates are closed, others are open I passed them all I lived inside The postcard views where as a postman I brought your package every night Check your emails if there’s a new Stifting a yawn you find the one In haste you almost read it through Replying with a glint of sun Meanwhile the coffee smells of morning You open up...

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