Rhyme Flower Poems

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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An existential crisis
Left to my own devices
Not an ounce of assistance
Never show any resistance
Just comply and let it be
Dignity isn't a necessity

I'm not the flower...

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When I open my eyes at quiet dawn,
I see my dreams soar in the horizon.

If my dreams, soft as petals of flower,
luminous, scintillating, bright they...

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A happy day for you I’m sure,
A most lucky day to enjoy,
You are a double grandma now. 
You have a new bundle of joy! 

Apples,...

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Do you remember back in childhood
          How we loved the first of May?
   ...

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Bright yellow daffodils to see,
brighten a cloudy day for me
Such a beacon of hope outside
A flower like sunshine, a guide,
with all there is to do...

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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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Unearthed, their vivid colors bloom as buds unfold
wafting in Mariah's breeze, in hues bright and bold
Beautiful flowers, mere words cannot rhapsodize
Secreted are their roots, from...

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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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”Flowers are the creator’s finishing touch, perfection in last strokes of His brush.”Quote - Poet’s own

Zinnia awakes in the morning mist
Awaiting the moment the earth...

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Quote By Poet "The faces of pretty flowers will brighten anyone's day."

Here in a lovely garden we sit,
growing very close-knit.
Our faces of pretty color,
are bigger...

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A flower for dreamers
For explorers of the unknown
The pungent perfumed petals
Will permeate a home

Nothing compares to the 
memories Scent recalls
Like a silk thread, 
Tired to...

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I often sit,
And wonder why,
We pick flowers,
To watch them die....

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Beyond softest poetic muse, the garden sighs a breathless trust into the heart, remembering that God, in His great design, singled out the gardener for...

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I had never seen such delicate pastel roses before this bouquet.
Felt honored to see them on this gorgeous Monday.
A conglomeration of exceptional colors, they were...

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