Love Flower Poems

They stroll through the garden of time with lots of synergy combined; hearts merges in one and passion walking hand in hand; summer burst through...

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Rosa the gem of flowers
the queen of every plant, 
in spring she wears her fineries, 
her beauty the eyes enchant.
 
Her colours are so attractive...

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Come lay with me love
Speak with me the language of flowers
Let our tounges, minds, souls intertwine like vines we twist and tangle around one another,...

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       here comes her crowning
    astir whilst mine defends hern
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"One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life. The word is love."
         ...

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Quilted yellow comforter of sunflowers
Lay across the once black meadow
People driving the highway stared
Wondering if this was a farm open to the public
It was the...

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Not the
Perennial
For
The flower showed
Past
Twice
Mine winterz

Mine prayer answered  
That the flower
Be not the biennial
for
Appear yesss
Did it
For mine 
Rest
Bloomed
Beaming
Thoroughly arresting
Sequestering 
Mine

the eccentric 
bard



...

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Is it possible that a flower can regrow?
you have to leave the roots, they say
but how can I know?
Are the roots still there and
should I...

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There was a little girl that never quite seemed to fit in
out of step with a world that seemed to her full of sin

No matter...

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Clouds of grey hues,
Swim across the air above. 
A dove is flying high,
Racing to reach his nest below. 

You can feel the rain, 
Drizzling droplets...

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“One word frees us of all the weight and
pain of life. The word is love.”
….Sophocles, Greek Poet


I asked the stars languishing high above
to reach into...

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The Flower and the Butterfly

In the subtle softness of dawn’s embrace,
A tender flower reclines upon her garden bed,
Enshrouded in the veil of morning mist,
Which caress...

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#Florizel
To the end of the world,
my heart has led me. 
in tatters and shambles my emotions were, dilapidated and worn. 

I, in my hopeless pursuit,...

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I love the end of the day,
when the sun want to climb into bed.
The moon will be rising soon,
showing off it's big bright face.

 

The...

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Zinnia Jazz called at the daybreak of Spring
The bees buzzed "how on earth does your garden grow?"
And the fresh season tapped in time with a...

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