Best Hyacinth Poems

 In a hyacinth bed of seven stars,
winter fairies waltz in pearl elegance~
a token of faith engrossed amidst scars,
while skies drizzle rain in fruity essence.

Angel of sleep seeks through frost's icy thorn,
fallen feathers soar towards jasmine moon,
when lotus light within soul is reborn,
listen to the...

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The winged god Zephyrus, handsome and graceful
gently flapped his wings, gliding across the meadows.
His eyes fell on naked youths splashing at play
in the sparkling water of a deep wide pool, sheltered  
by willow trees, where fragrant flowers bloomed.
He slowed his flight and looked with...

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He stole the heart of the Sun
Charmed the western wind
Then on a whim
He played a game with them
at the greatest cost
It was a terrible fight
For by jealousy's might
And the discus's flight
Hyacinth's life was lost...

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Said Hyacinth
Shadow is in my garden again.
That Ugly chubby plumb British bulldog.
Why can't the Hamilton's keep her over there.
This a place for birds, bees 
and gently dragon fly.
Yet  comes this slob rubbing up on my roses.
You rascal!
Just look at you, 
sprawled legs scattered up...

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Pink and purple blossoms in clusters
Bulbs are revisiting from generation to more
Chills run across goose flesh from the frigid winters
Pink and purple blossoms in clusters
Icy snowflakes blusters
Sunshine decieves as winter roars
Pink and purple blossoms in clusters
Bulbs are revisiting from generation to more

Triolet in honor of...

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Dictatorship is water hyacinth
once it infests water
it shocks aquatic life
limits fishermen
terrorizes fish at home
difficult to eradicate
and benefits a few...

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On a summer’s day
Hyacinths are in flower
In shallow water....

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Falling into the hyacinth sky as
your mouth is filled with my name:
I am eternal....

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Long has lived the legend of her,
In sunsets of scarlet and violet,
When fields were scented in lavender--
Her theme fragrance lingers yet!

Dainty and elegant in lilac dress,
Hyacinth lives next to a grapevine,
Petite, pretty, pert, purple princess;
Upon her grapes she loves to dine.

The Princess of Purple reigns...

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Fragrance of butterflies
or angel flutter
and 
cloud float.
Scent of pastel
sun butter,

a soprano bird note....

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B   L   U   E
B   E   L   L
W  O   O   D
M   U   S   K...

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He came to me and gently brought,
the fairest flowers of His thought.

Joy arrived with euphoric mums,
softly as the hummingbird hums.

Purity blown from baby’s breath,
ever innocent until death.

Peace pervaded purest poppy,
tranquil bliss nothing can copy.

Happiness borne from pure lily,
butterfly wings, dainty and frilly.

Gratitude from feathered pink...

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Eyes of violet and skin so smooth to touch
Fingers so thin yet so strong in their clutch
In the late summer wind, you are no mere man
You've tamed armies and Gods, and named cults and clans.

Strength and yet, I see how fragile you are
Brilliant as the...

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I lingered to enjoy the moment,
ending the eleven-month intermission,
as the sweet aroma reached me
from the garden behind the house.

The hyacinth had returned
without fanfare or recognition
by bulbs not yet broken forth,
or buds pregnant with the glory of spring.

I followed the unforgettable scent
to its humble position beside...

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Remembered the 1940s, the season of the holocaust.
Six million irons, disjointed from their ores
Were forged in bottomless pits of anvils.
The swarming bees in a ceremonious buzzing
Were uncoupled from their hives through Reichsbahn.
However, a tensed, stale wind of discord swivel
On the creeks of Dachau, Auschwitz, Treblinka
And...

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