Best Jonquil Poems
He wonders
at the aphrodisiac of her jasmine air
stirring the breeze of his being
heady in the breathy mood of her moon garden
amidst stargazer’s pink whispers
and he wishes
that his jonquil heart
be quenched by her sweet drink -
as he longs to sip sun-ripened nectar
from the calla of her wild plum dreams
Susan Ashley
July 4, 2018
~ Second Place ~
Contest: Any Poem You Want To Write 180 Words Or Less
Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger
~ Ninth Place ~
Contest: Premiere No. 160
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Poet's notes:
* the Jonquil flower represents desire, especially, the reciprocation of one's feelings of desire and love back in return*
*the Calla Lily represents magnificent feminine beauty and delicacy*
*the Wild Plum represents feminine youthfulness. Also, it represents sweet anticipation of the promise of romance one has waited for*
Categories:
jonquil, beauty, desire, romantic love,
Form:
Free verse
SPRING
Testing the water with bare toes
I will recoil
to the misted edge of hoarfrost
softened soil
peek through eyes of Crocus
and Jonquil
at the emptiness my promise
must fullfil.
I’ll whisper to the branches shy
with cold
to remember seasoned stories
they were told
beckon to the passing birds -
alight
let us celebrate this
un-chilled night.
My warming fingers, reaching gently,
thaw river ice
as softened earth imparts my scent
to foggy spice
worms wiggle in the drizzling
April showers
as dawn tempts the stretching vines
climb empty bowers.
I will touch each aching heart
with sunshine’s gift
releasing all from stifling
Winter’s grip
nestle with the Cardinals
and Jays
languish in renewals
warming haze.
1/2/2015
submitted to Seasons – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Shadow Hamilton
Categories:
jonquil, seasons, spring,
Form:
Personification
Adieu April
Adios you soggy segue
nature’s mud pie maker
roof top drummer
dog soaker
puddle teaser.
Au Revoir
cool breathed friend
easing the ice from its depths
cajoling the worms
play peek-a-boo
with the Robins.
Bon Voyage old vagabond
titillating transient
instinct whisperer
spring’s pheromonal scent
arousing dormant need.
Farewell
fading water colors
dashes of Jonquil yellow
sprayed among Bluebonnets
triumphant Tulips
surrounded by
Dandelion minions.
“Parting is a sweet sorrow”*
eased in May’s sweet greens
long evenings warmth
celebrating such splendid
serendipity.
John G. Lawless
4/29/2017
*My acknowledgement to Shakespeare
Categories:
jonquil, april,
Form:
Free verse
Spring Beauty and the Beast
Tenderly Spring sends harbingers of beauty,
Knights errant of crocus and snowdrops,
To warm winter’s shopworn heart
And soothe his brittle bones of barren boughs
With balms of long jonquil sunbeams
Melting the grumpy curmudgeon’s stronghold,
As pussy willows decorate his solstice doldrums
She watches snowflakes skate across thawing ponds.
Spring sends a redwing blackbird song
To lift Winter’s decrepit heart
In shy rhapsodies of new butterflies and lady bugs
Engaging Winter’s gloomy frown
Into transcendent blue-eyed welkins like Forget-Me-Nots
Then chants déjà vu in veils of daffodils
As spritely Sweet Peas adorn
Winter’s faded doorstep.
Beauty soothes the beast
Touching the ice-blue armor of his heart
With Hyacinth whispers
And sighs of zephyrs like a fluffy Snowball;
In the Lilac scent of a new equinox
Winter dozes wrapped in Spring’s enchantment
As she sings lullabies of reminiscent hibernation
Until he strides past halcyon autumn shadows again.
2-24-23
Contest: In Bloom
Sponsor: Joseph May
Categories:
jonquil, flower, life, love, spring,
Form:
Personification
Velvet red roses stand
cheek to cheek
with daisy faces, ringed
in petal fringes,
sweetly scented
by creamy bubbles
of double jonquil popcorn blooms
beside a starburst
yellow chrysanthemum,
and long leaves
squeezed between.
Below, their stem-straws blur
in the ribbed glass jar,
looped with a satin orange bow
for your 97 years
we must farewell soon.
The loved ones are visiting,
bringing flowers, hugs, reminiscences
for you, last of your generation -
two brothers, two sisters.
I don't want to say, 'Goodbye'.
Let's have a few more days,
or weeks, or months,
just for keeping company,
like the flower bunch.
Categories:
jonquil, farewell, flower, grief,
Form:
Free verse
We raised gourd houses for the Purple Martin
Atop a pole, against a fluid sky
Where late jet thunder spews
A raid cloud--ambitious wonder.
Intense, our Southern sky, like old dreams
Harbors a night's Aeolian pine,
A day's jonquil in oxblood sod
And simmering heat enchanting jejune asphalt.
But room lies yet in sanctuary swamps
For thinning fox grape, hawk and mockingbird..
One idea away from a maze of pipe and brick
On hunger's soulless map.
Categories:
jonquil, bird, change,
Form:
Free verse
Saffron yellow sunset reflecting yellow gold
Amber yellow mindset in an ecru boat of old
Banana yellow memories of fields of jonquil flowers
Crayola yellow dreams in mango yellow hours
by Daniel Turner
Categories:
jonquil, color, memory,
Form:
Rhyme
Just
Over the
Next hill
Quietly resting
Underneath the
Icy ground
Lay the jonquils.
Bulbs
Unscathed by
Long winter days
Bearing the promise of
Spring.
Categories:
jonquil, december, earth, flower, nature,
Form:
Acrostic
He gave me a red Camelia,
That said I was the flame in his heart
And a dainty, blue Forget-Me-Not
To remember his love, when we were apart
To tell me, I brought him happiness
He sent me Honeysuckle, perfumed sweet
Then Lily-of-the- Valley
Which told me I made his life complete
Next, came a fragrant Daffodil
To say I was his only love
Echoed by a pretty Jonquil
As golden, as the sun up above
Lastly, came a single Rose
Whose beauty was beyond compare
A perfect bud, of the brightest red
His pure and undying love to declare
Although their beauty is fleeting
And their fragrance slowly, fades away
His simple acts, of giving flowers
Mean much more, than words can say.
Categories:
jonquil, love, romance, me, beauty,
Form:
Rhyme
"Spring awakes with the touch and breath of God."
the poet's pen
No morning hoarfrost covered meadows and hills,
just flowers tinted in ochre coloring.
Early blooms of wild jonquil and daffodils ~
A new season has arrived and taken wing.
Farewell Winter snow, and your blustery chills.
Robins trill in welcoming voices, "It's Spring."
Earth gives birth to budded trees and buzzing bees.
Advent's fragrant scents are carried in the breeze.
~ February 13, 2021 ~
Categories:
jonquil, spring,
Form:
Ottava rima
One lonely jonquil bows her timid head.
From earth and rain her slender leaves are fed.
Then, sunlight peeks upon the shaded site.
Sun offers warmth from snowy chills of night.
As days grow long and springtime tiptoes near,
The woodland fairies giggle while they dance.
Sweet violets spread their blossoms without fear.
For posies soon shall usher in romance.
In full array the meadow colors burst.
The leprechauns bring magic as rehearsed.
Wild flowers spreading, decorate the Earth.
Where shamrocks grow, good fortune will disperse.
The butterflies and bees with nectar sing.
The ground hog sees no shadow; here comes spring.
Copyright February 27th, 2014
Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: Here Comes Spring (Flower Song )
Sponsor Rick Parise
Categories:
jonquil, flower, nature,
Form:
Rhyme
Among the flowers lazily lounging high above,
Bees hover and soar like pigeons,
Counting their precious treasures,
Delving in with rapturous delight.
Elongated pebbles are my benches,
Freckling the earth around me as I ponder.
Gigantic zinnias block the sun,
Hiding my fragile skin,
Inking the milky tones crimson.
Just as I begin to doze on my bed of rock,
Kids dash by my garden forest,
Laughter trilling like fragile wind chimes fills the air,
Moist and thick between warm velvet soil and
Nettings of vivid serpentine, jonquil, bittersweet, and cream
Overhead, filtering rays like a stained glass masterpiece.
Perfumed breezes wash over me,
Quiet as a hummingbird’s breath,
Refreshing as gardenia dew,
Sliding through my hair like loving fingers,
Through the leaves, causing them to rustle,
Uplifting me by my glistening wings,
Vanishing as easily as they manifest.
Watching closely from the ground,
Xylosma hedges safely guard
Youngsters playing in the yard
Zooming back and fourth and all around.
5 September 2014
Categories:
jonquil, fairy, garden,
Form:
Abecedarian
Spring comes in yellow
In crocus, in jonquil,
In ducklings and peeps,
In warming sun angle;
In butterfly golden,
In yellow renewal
Impersonal bounty
Feeds personal hope.
Categories:
jonquil, spring,
Form:
Free verse
Dog Star
The clarity with which youthful vision perceives the world
Is increasingly fogged by the successive days of life.
Simple magnanimity is replaced by complex reservation.
Knowledge is replaced by uncertainty.
Hope is replaced by the leaden awareness of the cold laws of chance, and of time’s passage,
By the degeneration of familiar forms,
By the merciless reaping of the best in human spirit:
Gazing upon the heavens and the deep stillness of those constant lights,
Searching course of purpose lack; unsettled certainty, brain benumbing.
Castor and Pollux, lucid pilot stars, begin to calm the fever of my blood,
Settling upon me a vision of a mystic green and silver thread that links existence round.
And yet, sadness when sylphs withdraw, and Ariel weeping for Belinda flies,
And Umbriel, a dusky melancholy sprite, as ever sullies the fair face of night...
Down to central earth, the realm of rocky truth.
Repairing to search the gloomy, yet whitely glowing, cave
Where, sharp-witted and dull-eyed, a god,
Ankle deep in sterile and lifeless mud,
Moved in a rhythm perfect to reason.
Yet delicately astray to hope;
Separate from all the golden harmonies
Ordained by the measure of bowel and heart;
Machined cortex, sailing through gaunchious deeps, unimaginable heights,
Built step upon step; Cheops’ pyramid a fly speck by comparison.
Still unknown, unnoticed, the green and silver thread......
Unbend the substantial back, honest god!
Upward cant the neck!
Toil not; drink green and silver wine as the Dog star rules!
(The cricket sounds sweetly from the leaves and the jonquil blows softly.)
Cant the neck! Observe….
Phantasm swimming in space,
Covered all over with visible power and beauty.
Green and silver interlaced, the whole its parts beminifies.
Endemion, Diana, and Pan ooze from mesh of mass and law as limpid condensements on cold granite:
Man’s lonely vigil, a warmth that lifts magic… creates,
Imbedding blue-green strands.
Reason fails; life begins!
Categories:
jonquil, life,
Form:
Blank verse
Stalwart Alps beauty sees
Wild crocus blooms at your feet
White around your crown
Daffodils blowing in wind
Sun shines brightly once again
Glorious vibrant
Hues, reflect the rays, much joy
Eyes take and treasure
Daffodils shout a
Welcome to spring, trumpeting
To Narcissus' song
Cool breeze blow against the blooms
Welcome colors fragrant joy
Daffadown Dilly
Jonquil a Southern beauty
Amaryllis' gift
Categories:
jonquil, nature, sea, seasons
Form:
Rengay