Best Crocuses Poems
Stunning spring is my favourite season
She swirls her skirts and drapes the garden in her finest clothes
Dressing the naked winter trees and bushes with bright brilliant foliage
Spring showers us with confetti of pink cherry blossom petals in the warm breeze
Gently opening the eyes of the snowdrops, crocuses and daffodils
They crane their necks from the melting snow and smile sweetly
Creating colour and scent in our glorious gardens
Written by Jan Allison
01-02-15
a rhyme for the spring equinox...
the hills are growing green beneath the snow
white horses, shake the winter from your manes
the spring has come, the wild wind told me so
cold ice be gone, and warm sweet water flow
come, crocuses, and flower on the plains
the hills are growing green beneath the snow
grey gulls fly high, and clouds of blossom blow
come, laughing crows, and dance within the rains
the spring has come, the wild wind told me so
soon summer, and so many seeds to sow
come, sun, spill down the furrows of the lanes
the hills are growing green beneath the snow
bright gorse ablaze, and alder tops aglow
come blood, and flood the burrows of the veins
the spring has come, the wild wind told me so
dark night be gone, long days of light to go
come love, with all your mysteries and pains
the hills are growing green beneath the snow
and spring has come, the wild wind told me so
© Gail Foster 17th March 2018
Words in italic by Angeline Lim
Words in regular font by Timothy Hicks
Hydrangea blues
blooming in seven colors
versatile at heart
Storm clouds in a tantrum and yet
the rainbow
Gently wipes away a facade
reveals a layer
hidden within
Pretty just like yesterday
red-hot pokers
Playing fireworks
on lovers' palates
scintillating senses
The shared spaghetti noodle
growing shorter
Sunlight fading
into a sweet dream
aromatic Osmanthus
'tween the slits of enclosed fingers
flashes of a firefly
Smolders of passion
unfolding within
Chrysanthemum mysteries
Instead of the bee
her tender touch
Frozen fixture
all the yellow once in the field
now in the moon
Aesthetic display
of a crystallized Rose quartz
The snowy hills
at this time a strange warmth
morning blush
Purplish Crocuses
pop their cheerful heads up kisses blown
Thinking himself
to be King Arthur
startled butterflies
Surprised Tulips
opening lips with an exclamation
August heat!
there goes the evidence
of the snail
Spiraling down a Corkscrew vine
into a time portal
P.S. Haven't been on lately ... hope all is well with everyone :)
Violet, a lovely lady, kin to Purple, can be a contradiction.
Between her fellows Red and Blue (yet more inclined to Blue),
she lies with a calm passion! Unique and unconventional is she!
A symbol of humility, through the ages she has listened to confessions
as she draped the shoulders of Roman Catholic priests.
Yet often in society, she’s been seen as extravagant and vain!
Just for having embellished the rooms and the attire
of monarchs, emperors, and princes,
and just because Violet is flattering to the yellow found in gold,
should she then be punished for her wealth of beauty?
Should her shades with other lovely names such as
Lilac, Lavender, Amethyst, and Mauve
be seen in any other way as simply gorgeous?
Perhaps for her ambiguity as she shifts to deeper reddish hues
then back to cool blue, she is perceived in western culture
as uncertain and ambivalent, for she is not popular with the masses.
Van Gogh, however, understood her,
painting her as irises and showing her in swirls of stars!
And in the oriental world, where she is extolled,
she radiates the sublime harmony of the universe,
as the melding of the yin and yang of red and blue.
Violet, who sometimes spreads herself splendidly
across the twilight skies
and peeks out from rainbows,
is a beauty so rarely seen in nature
that the birds, stones and plants that she enchants
are not even too numerous to name.
Have you seen her purple pearl or coral in the sea?
Have you heard the song of African violet-backed starlings?
But oh! Violet loves flowers. . . Besides her small sweet namesake,
She colors crocuses, petunias, asters, geraniums and pansies.
Not many other things in nature does Violet cling to,
yet she adores the grape and plum,
and with a certain whimsy, she’s charmed purple cabbage,
the turnip, eggplant, and beets!
Rare lady in nature, Violet, my adored, why is it that you are not more loved?
As I cross a field of lavender and breathe you in, the answer to my question
eludes me.
It’s the season when the countryside is renewed
When a kaleidoscope of colours can be viewed
Wearing emerald skirts, here comes stunning spring
Hark! You can almost hear the lovely bluebells ring!
Pretty pink blossom dresses the Sakura trees
It will fall like confetti on the zephyr breeze
Daffodils raise their sleepy heads in a blaze of gold
Colourful crocuses and irises are a joy to behold
Lambs gambol around in the lush green fields
I adore the stunning beauty that spring time yields
03 15 17
The winters gone and spring is here
Brighter days that bring us good cheer
Buds on trees now starting to show
The lawns are growing soon to mow.
Yellow daffodils' everywhere
Crocuses', snow drops here and there
New born lambs are a joy to see
Run about in fields playfully.
High in the trees the song birds sing
Fanfare for the arrival of spring
It is an uplifting time of year
So do embrace it whilst it's here .
Written 23 March 2019
For Spring is in the air contest
Sponsored by Emile Pinet.
March comes wrapped in a fleece of snow,
on which Dawn casts a golden glow.
And Robin Redbreasts tweet hello,
a sure sign Winter will soon go:
as Spring showers fetch a rainbow.
Spring applies a basecoat of green
when adding color to the scene.
And while sprouts flaunt a misty sheen,
blue skies shift to aquamarine.
Pussy willows begin to bud
as crocuses pop through the mud,
and meltwaters set creeks to flood.
And cherry blossoms bloom in pink,
offering butterflies a drink.
My favorite season is Spring.
Spring's fragrant, scented breezes blow,
as sunsets get tinged tangerine.
And raindrops form Nature's lifeblood
while the soil acts like a heat sink:
fostering flowers May will bring.
Sunny today
but Oh what a chill
The wind inhales and exhales
the trees bend on the hill
Winnie the Poohs Blustery Day
just cannot compete
In like a lion and out like a lamb
I am so tired of paying for heat
I long for crocuses, tulips and green
it seems like ages since they have been seen
Spring
As Dark-Eyed Junco birds head north I know,
you’re not far behind with warmer weather in tow.
With an experienced artist’s colorful brush,
you skillfully paint away winter’s gray slush.
Bringing sweet sunshine and cleansing rain,
ravaged Earth you renew with rainbows again.
Crocuses yellow and white are brightly blooming,
oh my goodness, you are absolutely amazing!
Even the rhythmic tap, tap, tap of woodpeckers
tell me you are here – what mesmeric music to my ears.
Wrens return building nests and spreading their wings,
flying high in your blue skies as they joyously sing.
Coming alive at the wave of your magical wand,
my elated heart soars and I feel superbly grand.
I love your cool breath so fresh and tender,
and light butterfly kisses that you gently render.
But my dearest Spring, as much as I enjoy being with you,
I have a jealous lover, Summer - so this has to be adieu.
01/03/2015
Contest: Seasons
Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton
Placement: 1st
Anacreontic Verse
Winter has now passed,
tears drip from the sky
grey clouds hide the blue
it’s raining! I cry.
April showers
bring us welcomed rain,
our garden’s thirst
is quenched again.
Vibrant crocuses
of yellow and blue
peer through the soil.
Daffodils dance
in the warm spring breeze,
their golden pollen
may make you sneeze!
Terrific tulips
delight us
bursting with
jewelled colours of
purple, pink and red.
Cherry blossom falls
on a zephyr breeze,
resembling
pretty pink
wedding confetti
falling from the trees.
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Contest -Anacreontic Verse 3 sponsored by Edward Ebbs
04~04~16
We wave goodbye to winter with its ice and frost and snow
That thick blanket on the ground it has melted long ago
The icy fingers of Jack Frost now no longer feel the cold
For brighter days of spring will warm his bones so old
Dull dark days are behind us and the winter chill has passed
Spring is waiting in the wings; golden days are here at last!
Our clocks will soon spring forward and we lose an hour’s sleep
Bright crocuses and tulips through the earth begin to peep
We welcome in the spring, she is dressed in emerald green
She drapes herself on trees where new leaves can be seen
Lambs gambol in the fields oh how I love to see them play
They bounce around so happily on a warm and sunny day
Dainty daffodils dance delightfully in the zephyr breeze
Unfortunately poor hay fever sufferers now begin to sneeze!
Our days are getting longer and the sun begins to shine
Oh how I adore this time of year - our glorious springtime!
Contest: Celebration Sponsored by Shadow Hamilton
03~30~16
tantalizing Tulips announced their delightful arrival soon,
magnificent world waking up after a frosty winter dream
tiny buds glistening gleefully on dancing rose branches,
invite for a pleasant stroll on tender glossy grass gleam ~
Bluebells and Daffodils create colourful fresco of flowers
Hyacinth, Crocuses glow joyfully in shower of sunshine,
lustrous leaves fantasy of an enchanting enticing summer...
birds ecstatic chirp melodious rhapsody symphonic divine ~
gorgeous Spring embarking with a jubilant triumphant pace,
chilly winter leaves with harsh biting wind and shimmering snow,
flirting around butterflies kiss the dainty softest petals ...
from my window I watch harmonious Nature's magical show ~
May 5, 2022
Spring Rhyme - 8 to 12 lines Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
crocuses peering
at rows of bright red tulips
near the iris beds
pansied faces have retired
wilting in the warm sunshine
flower prom begins
as gentle winds kiss roses
sunflowers steal show
swaying to their own rhythm
with stunning, huge blooms
bridal veil flowers
extend above azaleas
bowing tenderly
delightful sight to behold
dance of marigolds
frail petunias search
for gentle dancing partners
lily petals reach
for petunias graciously
prom lasts all summer
With warm caresses from the sun
daffodils and crocuses sprout:
while the tulips start popping out.
The fight for my heart has begun,
snowdrops, verses snowflakes of white:
both, being a delightful sight.
Winter's defeated, Spring has won,
its fragrance's inhaled with each breath;
Life's revival reverses Death.
A sugary sap starts to run,
an elixir for budding leaves;
that allows green to paint the trees.
And moths leave cocoons, larvae spun,
to join butterflies in the air;
beautifying the world they share.
With warm caresses from the sun:
the fight for my heart has begun.
Winter's defeated, Spring has won.
A sugary sap starts to run,
and moths leave cocoons, larvae spun.
I’m thankful for the whispering winds and the gentle rain
And the absent sun on dark days, knowing it will be out again
The moonlit skies at night with twinkling stars shining bright
The change of the seasons and all its festive and seasonal sights
The birds who visit and sing their sweet morning melodies
Goldfinches, blue-jays, cardinals and feisty chickadees
Their daily return to feed and build nests nearby in the trees
And watching their entertaining antics as they frolic and tease
Spring blooms that I anticipate and wait for to reappear
In bright colors and scents that bring delight and cheer
The chipmunks and squirrels in my yard scurrying about
with their sputtering, chirping, and barking spouts
The fresh winter snow that cleanses and brightens the ground
and the magical moments of watching the snowflakes come down
When the air warms and crocuses and daffodils emerge through the snow
And the return of Spring when nature rejoices and puts on a beautiful show