Best Dandelions Poems

Sustained by the frequent spring showers
Adorned by rosettes of dark green
They burst into dense yellow flowers
The florets parading their sheen.

They sway to sensations of pleasure 
The rhythmic allure of the breeze
Then rest in the evening at leisure,
Appear every day to increase.

But soon comes the time...

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Dandelions, daisies and golden buttercups
Carpet the fields, below a tree they look up

This colossus of wood with arms so spread
Capturing the sunlight, photosynthesis fed

Its reach out for life to the heavenly skies
Another marvel of nature in her portfolio surprise

The plough of the farmer and his...

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Of Dandelions and Roses

Among the bricks and stones
dandelions persist, finding
any smallest egress to pop 
through.

My Irish Grammie called me
her "Rose so sweet"
Truth is - I am a dandelion

Life tried its best to quell my growth
Circumstances played jacks with my life
Always, some persistent genetic inner seed
grew...

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I never did the 
''He loves me not....
He loves me'' game
with flowers.
I already knew nobody loved me
so why should I listen 
to a stupid flower? 

I did make wishes 
on dandelions 
after the bloom died
and it was tiny spikes of fluff
waiting to blow away 
till...

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Waiting for the world to make sense again
I jump back and forth every now and then
Lush grass and blue sky, but I don’t know
(The world’s too somber for a smile to show)

There’s caution tape on the playground swing
Hard to make heads or tails of anything
In...

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Dandelions – Visual 1


Stems rooted as future generations silently drift
Dancing in the awakening of hope’s enlightening sunrise
Buoyed upon the updrafts of fate and synchronicity.



1/30/2015

Submitted to Glorious Sijo Fields – Poetry Contest
Sponsor – Andrea Dietrich...

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Daring dandelions,
dance in the summer breeze.
Disgusted gardeners
do everything to
destroy the puff balls, while
dear children make a wish,
displaying innocence.

8/14/16...

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The base word “dally,” from old French used to mean to chat idly.

dilly-dally of dandelions - seeds on fire, blown
    downward.       inspire
molten icing—  erupting,
disrupting    the perfect garden of peace.

dilly-dally, those tongues wagging...

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 snowman melts away
black bears eat salmon upstream...
dandelions bloom


(haiku)

Mar. 15, 2019
Writing Challenge 2, March 2019 - Haiku- Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Dear Heart...

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Divine Dandelions

I found a golden dandelion that must
     have been carried in on the wind.
The four whimsical winds are known 
     to be a dandelion's best friend.

Its tiny ray petal germinating in a patch
   ...

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Not everyone loves dandelions, but Darla did.
She had a fetish for them, tried to keep on the lid.
But every once in pink moon she would take out her hat.
Featuring a blowing dandelion, nothing subtle about that....

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They stand tall with their yellow coat,
Before they send their saintly seeds afloat…
Spiritual soldiers in silence softly set sail,
Through fields of dreams with a tenuous trail.

Dancing and drifting until the wind has gone,
Bringers of wishes decorating the dawn...
Panoramic puffballs pollinating the view,
Under heavenly skies of...

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One hand reaches
Out to pluck a buttery 
Yellow blossom 
This eye sees the beauty
Softening my petal

Another hand grasps
My heart with intentions 
Of loosening my roots
Plucking me from
The cool dark earth 
This eye sees only the ugly
Hues veining through me, a weed
Needing to be retrieved 
From...

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It was the most interesting kind of love
like none any had ever seen
we were like a rocket ship to the sun

When we made love we laughed instead of cry
they all said bless his heart he will never keep up with you
and I just smiled as...

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green fingers plucked you
to become prima donnas
of the dumping site

on a sandy grave
poverty's roses are placed
by sorrowful hearts...

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