Best Oleander Poems

Oh, how he struggles through storm swollen seas,
lost in the thought of his lover and he.
His toil made clear as he searches the night
for the...

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Ten is the number to begin
Early in the garden
Gathering herbs, foxglove and more
On her face casual grin

Nine are the ingredients here
Placed in beef stew to...

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Red soft velvet, forever in my mind,
purple and blue, every color of the rainbow.
White to near black emotional displays,
their meanings hidden in the multitude of...

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Below the alabaster clouds,
and ever changing canvas skies
Along a stream of golden pearls,
encased in truths and wayward sighs

Of glowing share and moonlit cues,
where fate does...

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Amassed in flamboyant Azalea blooms when my garden is free of the cold.
Bird of Paradise, dressed in purple and orange,  wear their colors so...

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Floral expanse




Roses in vivid colours that smiled in glamour,
Red blood to be garlanded at valour,

White lilies bunching hearty and serene,
Catching lovers' fancy to the extreme,

Lavenders...

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The “Christmas Freeze” of ’83 left Mom’s prize Oleander wilted
Bemoaning its demise, her heart gave way in the backyard
Irony cast its spell in spring and...

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In the Christmas Freeze of 1983
Mama thought she lost her Oleander tree
Some called it a “bush,” but at 14 feet tall
Its shadow cast wide on...

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Black and white Advent calendar
I will make you red and green
Haven't you heard the red oleander
Dropping its last leaf for December sheen

Growing up with bullets...

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In whispers, I hear a transcending voice, flowing through me 
like a peaceful river as it bubbles over the fins of every fish 
below. I...

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Steal a twilight kiss upon the garden path of death....


Give to the Oleander, a twilight kiss,
reach for the darkness, its false promise of bliss.
Drink the...

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It seems you are not taxed enough
But the government knows what to do
and even though the times are tough
The state needs revenue.

We'll bring to law,...

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Ancient and mysterious woodland  bear, 	

medieval tranquility and flair.		

Heaven sylvan scenery colour share,	

 massive sprays of bloom flowers scent the air. 	

 Twisty esker...

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"The Tree Hugger and the Lost Paradise"

They called her 
the tree hugger,
her forest was full 
of trees that watched
silently, they had 
no mouth to speak,
rustling...

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Dominica
Gawaine Caldwater Ross

We share melons and papayas
beneath a sun benevolent.
A salty breeze, the river is cool,
and the passion flower blossoms
are fragile but rich. We stroke
their...

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