Best Fuchsia Poems
She’s dainty and pretty in pink and purple
Modeling her ruffled dress and her fuchsia hat
As her long and slender legs dance in the wind
She’s intoxicatingly beautiful and enchanting
Wild bees seductively buzz all around her
Waiting to taste her dewy petals and nectar
A hummingbird stops and sips in her beauty
The wind picks up as her ruffles sway all around
A light rain quenches her in a cool misty dew
Her whimsy’s short lived as she soon drops off
fuchsia orchid blooms
lightly swaying in the breeze ~
hummingbirds seduced
Fuchsia fairy flying fast
Muse improve my poetry
Inspiring windows of past
Visions provisions owed to me
Cure me of this crime of rhyme
Turn it off with a waving wand
Fill me like a cup of red wine
With words that read like a psalm
Pink hue flamingo it must be due to all
the carotenoid pigments feasted on
algae and crustaceans
An elongated neck spirals
and filters such sensations
Sharing color is Okinawa salmon sushi,
bolster lobster and shrimp scrimp
Graceful qualifiers primp poised tropical dwellers
balancing effortlessly on one outstretched leg,
A ballerina’s pirouette in fuchsia tutus’
Statuesque stillness in shallow water
Rosette feathers flair flamboyance
Passionate plumage, blushing boas
Webbed feet tap and stamp below,
an aquatic burlesque show
The flamenco dance named after you
Rose-tinted creature tranquil, wader
Hook-billed blackened lamellae
sieved nobly, an intense look in a print
Cluster buster of pink with lengthy legs that sprint
Dancing in the rain,
Just like Fred Astaire,
And Ginger Rogers,
Fuchsia flowers,
Delightful moves,
With sequence steps,
Awakening romance,
Into dream worlds
With blossoming love,
Silky skirts twirl,
Gliding from branches,
High into the air,
Excitement and suspense,
Practicing their routine,
Sparkling in the sun,
Watched by the garden,
Spectating cheer.
A great performance.
Wendy Jae
fuchsia blooms suckle
scenic whiffs on sultry wind
in cloud-filled dreams still
shaken with a poignant sting
trapped in seaside's rustic pine
in death
a vampire bat
the lost luscious purples and pinks
drowning deep
Like a dainty ballerina on tiptoes
she graces summer’s stage in fine pose;
adorned in purple and red,
her tutu outspread.
Cascading
Fuchsia
parading
with perfect finesse
in velvet soft swaying dress.
Waltzing to the rhythm of the breeze,
she captivates flitting hummingbirds and bees.
26.06.19
Writing Challenge 2, June 2019- A Summer Flower- Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Dear Heart
Syllables checked by ear and with howmanysyllables ( the latter wrongly gives 'rhythm' one syllable only though the prevailing pronunciation has two syllables)
Rhymes checked by ear and with rhymezone
Grammar checked with ps grammar checker.
newborn fuchsia
raises its head to the sun
inspiration
The new season did just start at last
slowly crept shedding its past outer
winter integument. Displaying
proudly attracting meticulous
attention with its graceful stylish
semblance. Scent of delicious greener
with elegant chromaticity,
art gallery of nature's sailcloth.
A wheelbarrow, pruning shears, shovel
and hoe parked in the backyard near a
blooming fuchsia bougainvillea
needing a trim. It frames a bedroom
window drawing attention as it
stalks up the red concrete brick tangled
with a lolled white sweet-scented jasmine
vine as it scans the highest rooftop.
A flicker of movement behind the
spiky thorns and fuchsia blooms a green
lizard scampered up the wall and vanished.
3/26/2019
Poetry Contest: Bougainvillea
Sponsored by: Craig Cornish
As flushed as ripe plums the fuchsia does swell
Weighted with thick sap its cloak lushly blooms
Passion’s flower sweetly grieves sad farewell
As our goodbye speaks like this summer’s plume
Our waltz in the sun like sultry guitars
Fueled fiery flames to warm us through the night
Hearts lay like cinders to mix with the stars
Embers smoldered while it squandered our light
Sweet rain does fall as tears with our parting
Shadowed skies have embraced our love’s blind fate
Lost in the glow of sad secrets guarding
Ill-fated lovers whose dance came too late
I can ere forget the lingering fire
For burning hearts bleed with lonely desire
May 6, 2021
Summer Love Sonnet Poetry Contest
Sponsored by John Hamilton
Fabulous fuchsia flutters open,
Like an angel spreading her silky wings,
Pink, white, violet ~ heavenly token
of vivid colour, pulling at heartstrings.
You play with my emotions
Make fuchsia fun of my devotion
You only teal take never give
Your love is fake not true or real
At first you were attentive
Love bombing not defensive
You slowly grew like a black sin
A snake coming out it’s skin
You want me to stay close
So you can swallow me whole
Your lies are like liquid gold
Shiny and full of false hope
Life is to short to live somber sad
In tomb with green groom gone mad
For your heart is dark and untrue
We must part I’m leaving blue you
Passion flowers climb
in the age of sweet fragrance
Fuchsia passion vines
Still beauty honoring day
upon the soon starlit way
Fuchsia fantastic
heart-stopping surprise mid stride
Rare fruits so tasty
Sun wonder of walled gardens
headed in all directions
Do as I say not as I do
Made muddy mistakes you don’t want to
Watch player past
Make green money fast
Life a black flash
Not for sale dad
Trying to be strong
Walking licorice line
Doing red rights white wrongs
Paint purple tribe
Emerald era for you
Caramel kids choice
Tears chilly blue
Don’t fill the void
So I’m your boy
Was Tom-Boy as teen
Grew jaded joy
Your voice your dreams
You wrote me songs
Fuchsia future plans
You made me own
Who I really AM
Do as I say not as I do
Made muddy mistakes you don’t want to
You made me smile
You made me wild
You made me fierce
I made you proud
Daddies aren’t perfect
Words be peach prayers
Gladly deserted
No hazel hate no denim despair
You taught me well
Hands that feed bite
You gave me flare
Gonna be free as a bird my life
Some daddies live
Some daddies die
Some daddies give
Some daddies don’t try
You were not simple
Smoky sinners are not
Rosy smile and dimple
Still a black star
Father’s Day is crazy
I never visit your grave
Not that I’m shady
You taught me to shoot straight
I visit your warm spirit
In my every good deed done
I defy lemon lyric
Of a molesting father-son
I am not hungry
You fed me gold hope
I am not running
From all those silver goals
You told me once
“I work beg borrow steal for you”
So like a good one
I will do all RIGHT by you