Best Carnations Poems

Sweet fragrance of moist dew seeks to transpose
white carnations, baby's-breath,  red roses.
Heartwarming blooms called upon to compose
striking overture, fond bridal poses.


White carnations, baby's-breath, red...

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My garden is such a colourful sight,
with pretty roses and scented sweet peas.
An abundance of blooms, what pure delight!

Beautiful butterflies gently alight
on flowers dancing on...

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A hot and humid day floats merrily on the seas
As tiny bikinis amble in sandy footprints
And frolic in the motives of soft ocean breeze 
Building...

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My eyes cry for
fuschia glimmer on 
indigo waves again,
but all I see are 
haunting hues
of black sequin
glittered epitaphs;
reflections of hollow 
clouds enveloping cold air;
building tension...

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Are Flowers for Picking?

I question myself,
silently standing beside
the quaint wooden kiosk 
in the centre of the square.
My eyes scan the freshly 
picked assortment of roses,...

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Visited you today
as the sun set in the horizon…

the orange tinged carnations 
were a perfect complement 
for the skies
and for you… 
orange and blue
always remind...

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- 2016 -

- JANUARY -

A freezing cold evening

Where the stars shining bright

With frost blade flanks

From mouth and nose steam

In the clear silence

White untrodden snows

Nature's frozen...

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It was the last year of high school and there was a lack of beaux,
But then I got an invite. Whew, that was close!
So now...

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“Let me be strong, for to be anything else is to languish in the abyss of compromise and to descend to places of impoverishment so...

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"We can't ever fathom, 
     when the ceasing flicker of hope 
         ...

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I
dreamt of
a poem
forgot the words
As beneath the salty cold brine of tears
silence floats, whilst I’m coloring kohl rain
in metaphors
of regret
across
blood
red
ruby 
carnations
that bleed silken
sonnets for an...

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This is my last confession; there will be no more.

I am impercipient and slow from last night's sleeping pill,
wincing away from the harshness of day.
Kitchen...

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Red roses true
Skies so blue
Lovers doing what lovers do
Chocolates and confessions
of eternal love
Building up hopes and dreams

I, behind the counter
At the ripe old age of...

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Did it have to last for only a moment,
our love withered before the flowers you sent,
white carnations, a pure love they meant,
a relationship so newfound...

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Sometimes when matters are in the gray,
it ain’t always black and white
There are times when emotions are deep blue,
canary yellow thoughts can make us wanna...

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