Best Florette Poems
I hold your hands as face to face
We dare to look but not embrace
With mirrored thoughts we come to grips
The eyes make up for silent lips
They are reflecting both our hearts as pulses race
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Paul Callus ~ 5 th September 2014
Contest: Reflections of a Florette
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Placing: 3rd
like the objects in the mirror
did you only appear nearer
now broken and seven years cursed
i feel foolish my heart coerced
and still nothing about us is any clearer
MAURICE YVONNE
SEPTEMBER 4 2014
The image smiling back at me
When the mirror makes me to see
Is someone I don't recognize
Who is that with those baggy eyes?
How could I have changed into this dreadful biddy?
©by Regina Riddle
September 1, 2014
Contest: REFLECTIONS OF A FLORETTE - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: nette onclaud
Mirror, mirror on bathroom wall
bring back the face that I recall
when I was young, full of vigor
and was happy with my figure,
before all of me needed a big overhaul.
By: Joyce Johnson
For contest: Reflections of a Florette 9/5/14
There lives with-in, a grande dame fair,
goddess of many talents rare.
Yet, humble in her own shy way,
she weaves her words without delay, beyond compare.
You might just think she lives to write,
that poetry consumes her sight.
I see a soul that lives to love . . .
to share below and rise above, in divine light.
A beauty only few can see
is gifted in her poetry.
As dawn reveals through clouded sky
the glory of its golden eye, in majesty.
A tapestry in varied hues . . .
a rainbow painted over blues.
Her lovely words continue on.
They’ll live long after she is gone, to greet her muse.
This poem is in The Florette form created by Jan Turner
Note:
‘Since the Sumerian poet Enheduanna carved her odes to the
goddess Inanna in cuneiform tablets more than 4,500 years ago,
civilizations have expressed their most beautiful, tragic, triumphant,
and perceptive thoughts through poetry.’
The mirror in the other room
has recently filled me with gloom.
One early morn I looked in it
and got freaked out; I looked like S@%#T!
Light so dim revealed the reflection of my doom.
(It was truly freaky that one day. I really hate the mirror in that room!
Gotta get me a prescription of Retin-A right away!)
9/5/14 by Andrea Dietrich
for nette onclaud's Reflection of a Florette Poetry Contest
Who put crows’ feet around my eyes?
Who put grey in my hair to dye?
I know you’re not prejudicial
You show images as real
O’ Mirror! It is my father’s face I imply
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August 3, 2014
Form : Florette
Dr. Ram mehta :
Fifth Place Win
Contest: Reflections of a Florette by nette onclaud
Mirrored trees reflecting so clear,
Mountains with snow peaks seem so near.
Tranquil lake sweet balm for my soul,
Seldom within a wave will roll.
Natures mirror lined with sky makes me shed a tear.
Written by Brenda Meier-Hans
09.02.2014
REFLECTIONS OF A FLORETTE Nette Onclaud
1st
Across the sky, like arrowheads,
from silhouettes against the red,
the call of wild geese swiftly fades
into the sun. And then sun bades
a sad farewell to one last strand of summer's thread
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For Nette's Contest: "Reflections of a Florette"
By Carrie Richards 9/4/14
Form. Florette 2. Wrote for contest but didnt submit. (I chickened out)
Mirrors reveal what you can't hide
The rolls of fat your large backside
The legs once slim now plump and veined
The face once smooth now lines remain.
Yet dimples showing that you are smiling inside.
the mirror looking back at me
old and cracking with age I see
how many stories could it tell
those of heaven and those of hell
through all the years the stories of this family
Reflections of a Florette
Barbara Gorelick
9/2/14
Another year will end with cheer
one more shall soon arrive, no fear
But how they make such a fine din
as one falls out and t’other in
while I will wince, holding my head and festive beer
Not soft and gentle their approach
I’ve asked them both, but they won’t broach
to ease the change that they must make
Instead they choose to make me quake
and tremble at their shouts and bells of self-reproach
There’s drink and food and auld lang syne,
pine trees, balloons all do combine;
conspire with cards to set a trend
that truly drives me round the bend
I roll my eyes and wait, in vain, for some lifeline
They’ll bang, they’ll stomp, they’ll yell and scream
Meanwhile, I’ll try to plan and scheme -
for resolutions must be set
to make next year the greatest yet
At twelve, one goes, I’ve no regrets; I can now dream
A writer’s two-way mirror
Unseen, I watched the live actor.
My eyes followed every gesture.
Speckled realities captured
My senses re-manufactured.
Next time I will remain a mere spectator.
hija de la luna
reflections of a florette
9/8/14
she flutters amidst heaven’s sky
to wink on boughs, a lullaby---
her glass-like wings adorn a night
imaging love's sway to delight
the fancy of kisses woven by queen firefly
Contest on Florette of Nette Onclaud
Franco Gonza 8 Sept 14
Vulnerability, thy calm.
Mirror! you are my soothing balm.
You soak my umpteen drops of tears,
my craziness, delights and fears.
Like freckled waters, you watch my reflection dream.
Contest:-Reflections Of A Florette
Theme:- Mirror
Date:-September 8,2014
Sponsored by:- Nette Onclaud
By Zoe