Best Geranium Poems
When the pungent dust
and smoke settles
on empty streets
and on the rubble strewn,
bombed out blocks -
when all colour
has been bled out
of the land
leaving a shroud
of deathly grey,
what can we do
but weep
and let our tears
trickle down onto
that red geranium
clinging to life
in a battered pot
balanced
on the last windowsill
left standing
in our homeland.
generosity
brightens beautiful bouquet
geraniums tune
haiga
herb Robert
geranium robertianum
summer wildflower
Her soft pink petals are invitingly fresh and bright
Next to many others displayed in colors that delight
She sits and patiently awaits on greenhouse shelves
And prays she is soon chosen, as her heart swells
She smiles as the morning sunlight warms the air
As her earthy scent wafts and attracts with flair
Her magenta blooms are lightly covered in mist
Her petals stir, welcoming the moist dew kiss
She hopes the sweet geranium lady will soon be here
Then soon hears her voice as she's getting near
Her petals whimsically gleam as her growing stems invite
As she sits attentively waiting, feeling proud and sprite
She feels her pot lifted from the crowded greenhouse floor
Delighted she was chosen and excited for what's instore
Her feet are now planted at her new home in a beautiful pot
Displayed amongst her blooming friends in a bright cool spot
She smiles as the morning breeze tickles her new blooms
And her sweet lady admires her beauty and fresh perfumes
She vows to zealously grow, with her petals blooming strong
In hopes her blooms deliver delightful gifts all summer long
It is only a geranium
blooms with steady scorches
unswerving loyal drizzles
and swells with glorious colours
that seldom waver to impressions
as one passes by
I am only there to contribute,
take from such beauty all that I can endure
and perhaps as I gain courage
seed a few more each weekend
until the mornings consist of fresh perceptions
captivating admiration
and if I need to escape,
walk out the back gate,
it is only because
I often forget to remind myself
it is only a geranium.
red geranium
on window sill
spring sun risen
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
Posted May 24, 2022
Geraniums are my favorite in bloom,
fresh smelling plants refresh any room.
Many bright colors to choose,
or light pastel hues.
Edible
Scented
Credible
Easy plants to grow,
for a magnificent show!
Perennials you can keep all year,
and brighten your winter months with sunny cheer!
6/26/19
Contest: Writing Challenge 2, June 2019, A Summer Flower- Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Dear Heart
rich geranium
blooming
in broken clay pot
Posted on June 26, 2018
pink geranium
on window sill
spring sun risen
posted on June 11, 2018
I
power supply fails
bright moon: substitute
square cloud-houses smile light
II
african winter
less sun - enough for some:
marigold, geranium exult
“If you look the right way, you can see that the whole world is a garden.”– Frances Hodgson Burnett
Though I’m unable to bear the coldest days,
My heart is eager when they put me on display,
All my buds and blooms seem like a blaze,
Vibrant hues of scarlet and cerise smile hooray!
Summer silences all my doubts about being enough.
With the sunlit reflections mirroring my soul,
There are even days when I feel like hot stuff.
It is assured that my splendor can surely console!
Melancholic when autumn calls my name,
Promising me a future without blossoms or leaves,
It won’t be very long and I’ll bow my head in shame,
My summer heart hides amid shadows as she grieves!
In gardens kissed by morning dew,
Geraniums rise like fine painting on the canvas of earth,
Their petals an articulate design in scarlet hue,
Each bloom radiates a joyous story of rebirth.
Their leaves, like emerald shields,
stand strong, Guarding secrets whispered in the wind,
In sunlight's embrace, they sing their song,
A symphony of colors, unconfined.
With stems that reach for azure skies,
They dance with grace in summer's breeze,
Their fragrance, a whispered lullaby,
Carried by the wings of bees.
Like sentinels in nature's grand design,
Geraniums bloom, a living art,
Their beauty, a beacon that ever shines,
A testament to nature's heart.