Best Phlox Poems
I am losing you again
White, oh your skin, whiter than pearls…
I sit here, trying not to stare,
Serene you are, as you lie in your bed,
How awful could agony become?
I am losing you again
Chapped and faded your divinely drawn lips…
Opaque, the spark in your eyes, it no longer exists,
Uttering out the words, "you had my heart from the start,"
Lament, your words are, as your lips part,
Does God really need another angel by His side?
Exasperating, your paralysis, suffocates me…
Abashed I awake, from a nightmare,
Throbbing, I almost submerged your sheets with gasoline,
Yelping,
Oh poor baby, you are so soggy from the chemo,
Undying, everlasting we are, hang on my love,
Rusting your skin, your sickness is so ruthless, to kill you,
Could I really break the wall my pride has built?
Angst haunted me as I listened to the mournful,
Notes of the saddest symphony existing…
Could I please place a red rose on your mahogany sepulcher?
Endless our love is, as a paroxysm of pain,
Rushed through my blood,
Amid the purple phlox, and the emerald elms,
Waves of distress, overwhelm,
As I realise how your anguish was so true,
Yesterday, I wished I had died instead of you…
Sorry sweet cat,
just too little.
You were found in a cardboard box,
twined with your sister and brother;
taken too soon from your mother,
you tried to get out with loud knocks.
Twined with your sister and brother,
in a box taped shut just like locks;
someone heard sad meows by the rocks,
taken too soon from your mother.
Sorry sweet cat,
twined with your sister and brother;
named you my favorite bloom- Phlox,
taken too soon from your mother;
just too little.
Just too little,
sorry sweet cat.
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February 6, 2019
Poetry/Ballad/A Cat Named - Phlox
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Winter soars away
On wings of butterflies.
Poppies and phlox burst with glory
As bees pursue their pollen.
With honey found among the flowers
When first love burst into bloom.
Bite Size Poem no.47 Poetry Contest
Phlox by Night
God made wonderful world for us so great
But me about flowers He never did educate
If someone should have case of pneumonia
Would he soon be overcome by a begonia?
If you have experienced many hard knocks
Give them pretty petunias with some phlox
Which is what shepherds watched by night
While on bright beach we were flying a kite.
It is always night that draws nigh and near
And of course into darkness does disappear
Start hearing Jesus tell several great stories
Tomorrow we will have many morning glories.
God straightened out Shallotte traffic for me
And am now full of fun and found much glee
When my work is all over and finally done
Thank Holy Ghost, God and Jesus his Son.
James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran
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a pink marble
rolling in sky
scent of phlox
in the garden
a croaking frog
pretty fuchsia phlox
turning us into fairies
uplifting garden