Best Gladiolas Poems

I dreamt of blue birds
and buzzing bumble bees.
I roamed with the bison herds,
prayed with mantis on our knees,
and butterflies in the breeze.

I greeted the cheery...

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August’s dry winds scorch the landscape
While I sit here in the shade of a weeping willow
Watching tiny dust devils twirl and spin along the pavement
Living...

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Lost Garden

Lacy, lovely lilac wisteria
Drape over an old weathered garden fence,
Behind the gate, the history of a family,
Life loved, life cherished, life spent.

There’s a plaque...

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And there it was…
a rose colored, winding path,
a narrow passage, maze like, but easily traversed

With a bent nail in the wood,
no gate remained, only rusted...

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Ornate is the ironwork that I peer through
as my fingers grasp the garden gate,
and I open my eyes to my Wonderland.

My bare feet step down...

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Nature poses in Her spring frock,
dressed in all Her regal splendor.
And tends Her gladiolas, in
the guise of a flower vendor.

Her hair perfumed with jasmine,
Nature poses...

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Intensive Care --
Gladiolas in a vase
In the waiting room...

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There are smells and sights and tastes which always remind 
of Grandma with her rows of flowers bright,
the red of poppy the gladiolas white, the...

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Meadow of Evermore Rise,
Verdant greens of envy neath the skies,
Emerald breathes swirl wayward bound,
The scene repeats the olivine surround,
Spray of jade gladiolas emerges for eyes.

The...

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Cream colored tulips and satin red roses
   intermix fluid in the garden.
One flower fades away as another takes it place,
  like croci...

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How delightful is the softest sound of a clear and starry summer's night,
You may hear a moth bashing up against a cottage window pane near...

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Legacy

By my father’s hands
A legacy was left for me
I won’t disappoint
The inheritance is important to me
Green pastures and many pine trees
The land he labored was...

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To slice through
The marvelous Gladiolas
Are all around me
I need to grasp
The moonlight.


That very night
Whispering in a mastery voice
Avoided my despair
Let my body to gallop
Into the...

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Status of Super Clematis

So what is the status of my super Clematis?
We hope our Hollyhocks are glad to see us
And what if flowers became a...

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Gladiolas, peonies, lilacs and roses, too,
Are here in my garden, but where are you?

Tulips, daffodils, hyacinth, begonia, as well,
But, where are you, darling? I cannot...

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