Best Garland Poems

Cherry Blossoms Bloom 
Resplendently dressed in Pink
Seducing the Spring

Glory unfolding 
They release their sweet fragrance
Pirouette and twirl

Music from the breeze 
With limbs so graceful swaying
Blushing and bowing 

Time of renewal 
A fleeting symbol of life
In two weeks farewell

Ethereal Muse
Celebration of nature
Next spring awaits you

Author's Note:
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Moments of meditative serenity
Crimping pleating floral white hybrid washi

Shaping and triangulating dainty folds
Stringing vertex wings of freedom symmetry

Garland of classic crane origami
Wishing long happy peaceful life



AP: Honorable Mention 2021

Submitted on April 25, 2019 for contest A GARLAND sponsored by JULIA WARD...

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I wove a garland of flowers
A garland full of love
Beautiful stars fallen on the green carpet
I collected and wove
The dew drunk red rose amongst
The daisies so white
The heady jasmine round them
I wove into a ring
The tiny blue bells danced around 
The lily’s unstained beauty
Yellow wild...

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A female tongue pushes me down from the swing of sleep.
Rain kids rouse the stink of railway track in the dawn.
A long chain of complaints tinkles on her lips.
Worries about her female children at home
rise up like the black smoke from the train.

His liquor reddened...

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Europe was frozen in a tide of hate
The genius Jew was being persecuted
Bound to the intransigence of fate
His violin played the tunes they executed
Now it was time to think as they electrocuted
The hopes of young people in the dawn of their history
Whose own stories would...

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~                 Unrolling the fabric by the yard
                    I could see...

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alone
solitude, shush.
the blessing of silence,
camouflaged in crowds of people.
set free

total!
the joy, peaceful,
wild, natural life's sounds.
solace in solitude once found.
wanton

pleasure
to live one's life
as a hermit, relaxed
out in the wild solitudes found
serene

no strife
mother nature
on who my life depends
my only friend, one i can trust
feeds me

happy
solitudes bliss
can i...

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No fancy words to please old or youth
Simple lyric silently speaking the truth

Form of art not learned through training
Flows all seasons be it drought or raining

Selfish motives can’t drive pen to write
Harder gets if done with tries and tried

Poetry is a painting seen with closed...

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Heartbeats
stilled but the
echoes echo on in
memories once shared between two
sisters.

No blood
had tied the bonds
nor sealed the envelope
of friendship and of promises
entwined.

Mingled
confessions laced
nightmares, dreams, fears and hopes
the expressions of life that could
come true.

Futures 
have been murdered.
Dreams of severed hearts bleed 
but tomorrow fills cradles with
nothing.

Sisters
are sisters...

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Somewhere over the rainbow, perhaps her own heart's
Once upon a note ? Baby, I did not know Norma Jeane afore
Vagabond time ushered another of this world's orphaned beauty
Away but I be a child whom was aware, as there; these fragmented bits
Catching your glimpse until one...

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A sacred Garland
I try to knit.
Like flowers I pluck
Souls I pick.
Like pearls I gather
Minds I collect.
Laying them before 
My Lord
Hoping to knit 
That Sacred Garland
Of virtuous Deeds!...

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A GARLAND OF ROSES FOR MY POEt FRIENDS  


People in my present
and those in my past.
Mean more to me than 
any other happening.
I know their names, their 
smiles and hugs and as 
long as I live, their faces, 
love and attitudes, really 
overwhelm me...

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Box office draw! 
What Louie B. had in mind.
Dollar signs for him and all the others,
but not for you, sweetheart.

After all, music was the ultimate whore!
And for the sake of timing...
the rhythm of your own heart 
would, ultimately, bleed.

But who could understand 
the roots...
of your...

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(A call for the lights to dim as a single spotlight illuminates the legend Judy Garland, who is center stage. She wears a faded housecoat as her beautiful, brandy brown eyes hold a lifetime of stories. She speaks directly to the audience, her voice a...

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I am an ephemeral purple flower, a rare variety, 
named as most beautiful!
Did that arouse adoration to a mother’s heart?
She chose the name for her baby in the womb,
She thought, my name suits best for her girl 
Who was going to arrive soon!

My name kindled...

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