Best Gladioli Poems

Breathtaking,
long tall stalks,
like a ladder,
tiny buds in thy thoughts,
array of colors,
pink through to yellow,
the buds one fine murky morning,
stay in mourning,
until the sun rises,
the Gladioli...

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It's Monday
The day of the dead leaves and fresh flowers
The dry and wet hours
Like the other days
Of life and death
The desert and the lake
Thousands of...

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A flower beginning with A is easy you see, an Aster I would sow
Bluebells of every colour and size in most gardens grow

Colourful  Cornflower...

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She surrenders her all oranges and apples
To his crimson basket of throbbing warmth
To let her caves dance in a downpour
And cloak her snowflakes in wools...

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I avoid florists, not the people,
who generally speaking,
are polite and quite unremarkable.

I write of those floral gangsters;
the vainglorious gladioli,
eugenically forced greenhouse geraniums
with their large shar-pei...

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It was predictable
You would come
And smile

I cleaned the stable
Put a handsome
bouquet of roses
On a table
In the right hand corner
Near the window

Put some white gladioli
Wrapped with
A...

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NOT  LISTENING


Choral gladioli  in formal circles,
Standing awkward beneath the pines’
Shade  -  their  pinks and purples
Gasping in the gloom for sunshine.

Immersed...

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I was in the garden tending gladioli
and collecting rosehips to make wine
When I glanced toward the sky
A cold shiver ran down my spine . 

Hurtling...

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This dress was ripe with stains
On the verge of being lost to last year
And its ambiguous grey-green shading

Last year's heart took my eyes and
Squeezed
The life...

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Within her eyes
Windows holding crystal sky
A Robin's nest of bluish peace
A handful of blue sea of Greece

Whenever storms lash and blades slash
Apples tumble in agony...

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I’ve labored,
I’ve sowed, and watered
Now, I wait.

The sun shall rise,
My seed shall grow.
And the heavens shall open up,
To weep.

Bathing in the sun’s rays,
And rain from...

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All the dream lamps of the world have joined their rendezvous
In this porcelain time of the evening playing in my bloodstream
I am waiting when the...

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NATURE THE ARTIST
A
Trick Poem
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She's painted snowdrops in winter, peeking through late snow,
daffodils in early spring, dancing to gentle breezes,
tulips in the shining sun, beauty reaching...

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There could be a river
Flowing right to your sacred garden,
Like a 'blue blooded' princess
Coming to your world with sincere heart,
smile and open arms;
To hold you...

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after the chilly weather is done , comes  awesome spring
breathing life into plants and flowers
changed is the  nature ,  roses ,carnations, lilies...

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