Aster Poems - Poems about Aster

...butterfly in blue wafting skies we always knew in orange-gold sun redbirds sing farewell a warm hour of green flowers when still wind listens to meadows and woods minty lanes where beauty ......Read More

...One of the first things we noticed when we arrived at our cabin… besides a chillness in the air… was the purple color on the ground…asters blooming everywhere. With roses, daisies, sunflowers, o......Read More

... sweet is the nectar chosen you are a flower milkweed and aster ~ favorite blossom preference "bee" popular pollinated plants ~ borage bee come in inside me lick access my ne......Read More

...You call me a flower But what kind? Is it a yellow tulip? A cluster of warm sunshine and happiness? Or maybe a Lily of the Valley? The tears I’ve shed for you made into delicate little milky ......Read More

...Splendor of golden days Sky blue aster flowers Showy forget-me-nots Saphire tones, russets Shadows casting deeper Somber are the moods of September so welcome Sept ‘Lady Of Sorrows’......Read More

...(September (from Latin septem, "seven") was originally the seventh of ten months in the oldest known Roman calendar, the calendar of Romulus?750 BC, with March (Latin Martius) the first month of the ......Read More

...avenue of hues but mostly asters rich blooms colored by the sun petals on pathways in windswept honeyed summer on the outside in tireless mauve hours pause just to hear cardinals sing gid......Read More

...Imagine juicy diamonds on our fingers the size of nickels and old polaroids on ourselves, hungry for some fresh film for capturing moments like the ones we have down by the river and......Read More

...I was a skillful, amiable nursery worker, cultivating blooms in a greenhouse, Like feverish and fragrant blooms, often grown in redbird's green treehouse. Hours were spent sowing seeds, adjusting......Read More

...A Victorian house kept in perfect shape, A garden that made a beautiful landscape. A notice stated it was for a quick sale, But do beware of the ghost and its foul wail. It was the ideal place ......Read More

...As I sit on the bench, watching nature's lively moments, The Tufted Titmouse, Chickadee and Nuthatch look at me Their small beady eyes are staring in the air The Robin bounce near the Mourning Dov......Read More

...stand so lethargic alyssum and ash aster --- as though half dead could not live they raise up their heads as though in resurrection --- embellishing Jesus white 10 January 2023......Read More

... I snag my car keys and hit the road for a fall drive it is a nice day for leafpeeping windows down- the wind in my hair down winding roads passing towns ......Read More

...An August sun shines on the meadow, The goldenrod voicing their approval, Waving their tall flags of flaxen yellow Always profuse in bloom, never frugal, Or shy in making themselves k......Read More

...The Wedding of the Flowers Sweet-William was a bachelor Who lived a lonely life He thought he would go a-courting To hunt himself a wife. So he called on BlackEyed Susan, - I her humble li......Read More