Best Puffball Poems
Night fades away swiftly as brother Sun opens his illustrious eyes; how they glow through the puffball clouds, to enliven the day. He blows out breaths that warm Gaia’s aging chill, she is soothed.
Fingers of the Sun
Reaching out to Gaia’s back
Blanket her shoulders.
Feather light explosion, a cloud bursts forth;
Puffball flight is swift and fine;
Dandelion freedom.
To you plump puffball,
Squatter of the mushroom fungi.
May your soils be rich
And your spores be many!
Moonstone child of nocturnal reverie
Pride tempts to invite fallacious vanity.
Creamy alabaster skin,
Spongy firm of flesh within.
A saucy lunar face to taunt the sun.
His nomadic gaze leaves no course for fun.
The sun edges off towards autumn skies,
Pragmatically steady; contemplatively wise.
The sun may have kissed her on a whim,
Crazed butterfly flutters; needles to pins.
Translucent skin, her conceit and crown,
Blushes from saffron hue, to Dijon brown.
Physical metamorphosis; transmutations collide,
She becomes a phase converted seasonal bride.
To celebrate this new found core,
She sends up clouds of dust, and sleepy spores.
Carpe Diem.
"Unlikely Friends"- these TV shows confirm-
How animal acceptance helps us learn.
_by Poet
Don't care if I'm a horse, and you, a cat;
no matter that I'm big, and you are small.
We both have heads and noses each can pat;
I'm brown and sleek, and you, a gray puffball.
No matter that I'm big, and you are small,
I feel your love while we rub head-to-head.
I'm brown and sleek, and you, a gray puffball,
though you're a barn cat- I'm a thoroughbred.
I feel your love while we rub head-to-head
as friendship flows within our beating hearts.
Though you're a barn cat- I'm a thoroughbred;
such lasting comfort our display imparts.
As friendship flows within our beating hearts,
we both have heads and noses each can pat.
Such lasting comfort our display imparts;
don't care if I'm a horse, and you, a cat.
Maybe it's those
eyes?
That Tantalize the
smallest tendrils in
the back on my mind.
Brainwaves emitting
from the head of a
bush whose beauty is
displayed not only
on the outside of
the leaves but also
in the deepest mean
of your hidden
fruits.
Paralyzed by the
curves of your lip,
as the white
crescents emerge
into the shine of
the brightest smile
a man can see.
Breaking the Dam of
Emotion, causing the
Sea level of Emotion
to rise in the Deep
Bowels of my Belly.
Butterflies?
How did this animal
flutter into my
stomach rumbling my
body into a smile
that shines right
back to yours?
It knocks my heart
out the park like
Sammie and shakes my
soul like the dreads
of Sosa.
Maybe its the hair
on your head?
From Puffball, to
Twisties and Dreads.
Personifying your
beauty by producing
graceful eloquence
and southern
decadence in such a
haste it makes my
heart quake, in a
Good way.
Your Fire
Personality is being
Iced by Sheepish
Eyes.
Such a Beautiful
contrast that seems
like the epitome of
perfection.
From your goofy
demeanor and reddish
brown complexion.
Your mind gives me
an ********.
I believe that your
Presence is my
favorite Present.
What a calming
essence.
I will never leave
your Presence.
Even at the Break of
Dawn.
My adorable new little kitten
is a tiny puffball of white fluff
with a pink tongue that feels rough
Oh precious kitten, I’m totally smitten!
Kitty laps up a bowl of creamy milk
then settles snugly on my warm lap
Her blue eyes close; she takes a nap
as I stroke her fur, it’s as soft as silk
I’ve decided to name her Snowflake
as I got her as an early Christmas gift
Recently widowed; I felt I needed a lift
she’ll help me cope with my heartbreak
Writing Challenge 2, August 2019 - Enclosed Rhyme - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Dear Heart
8/14/19
Dandelion
Golden floweret,
Nurturing nectar.
Fluffy puffball,
Beauty in the wind.
Summer day
Freedom!
Water
aqua crystal
the sea womb of Gaia
life thrives in an abyss of blue
filtered sun rays gift nutrients freely
dive in and replenish yourself
go swimming with dolphins
life’s sustained with
water
Nimbus
reforms itself
just as art mimics life
clouds play within sky like children
frolicking upon earth’s generous breast
joyous clouds traverse the whole world
beneath the sun and moon
puffball nomads
nimbus
Bamboo orchids sprayed across
emerald valleys;
a twilight waterfall dances
it’s way downwards.
Gaia drinks,
tasting the floral scents;
moonlight sings it’s
lullaby as she drifts
into somber tranquility.
Lighted window is
a beacon to the floating flowers;
high on a precipice,
coqui frogs sing to the abalone moon.
Palm trees in mid-dance,
wave to the cottony
puffball clouds;
I breathe in a full breath
of Gaia’s splendor beside the
twilight waterfall;
nohea molehu wailele.
Nohea molehu wailele-Twilight waterfall in Hawaiian.
Is that a Robin in the Nimbus, I see
or perhaps a large chickadee?
Why there’s an assembly of foul progeny,
in that gargantuan, puffball sea,
that seem to be mocking me.
Oh, who populates those thunderheads?
I see not one, cardinal of red.
That vaporous curtain, how it embeds,
images within my head;
I’ve seen this before at Hilton-Head.
I see no ravens, no peacocks or grouse;
in that megalith of cloudy house;
There’s not even a flying mouse!
oh my, those are dark, murky clouds
and I’d best fly off before I’m doused.
Pluck me a dandelion child of God
place it in a vase and admire it !
Its just as pretty as the golden rod
and also quite potent I must admit
Believe in its charm like an infant
and trust it will light up your room
Treat it with love and though nesceint
the colors of it, will surely enfume
An original beauty now its your call
tell it your secrets, it listens to you !
From seed to flower never a puffball
a twist of your hand and its feverfew
Trust in the power of this little wild flower
it grows bravely for you and it never cowers.
Flowers attact both bees and butterflies,
Pink, puffball like silky bloom,
Those lovely Persian silk.
Date of submission: 05/09/2021
puffball bouquet
walking gingerly
slowing it down
tiny specks zooming off
i stand perfectly still, admiring the delicate beauty
pink dandelion magic
Feather light explosion, a cloud bursts forth;
Puffball flight is swift and fine;
Dandelion freedom.
Written, 3-22-19
For: "Writing Challenge 4, March 2019- Kimo- Poetry Contest"
Sponsor: Dear Heart
Early Morning
As the clouds appear over yonder hill
Everything is quiet and still
The early morning mist down the valley lays
Like a blanket ready to cover the days
And the Sun breaks through like a beacon light
Changing the time frame to daylight from dark night
Whilst the birds begin to make their early morning song
I take a deep breath as I walk along
On my early morning stroll through the meadows green
Gazing upon the loveliest sight I have ever seen
As on yonder hill a giant Stag does appear
Gradually walking closer, becoming ever near
His Antlers standing erect and proud
Suddenly he bellows loud
Until he disappears beneath a lowly cloud
That comes over the hill as if to engulf me
A giant puffball through which I cannot see
But it soon clears as the light shines through
Covering the fields in a majestic hue
Early morning, a special time of day
Oh how I wish it would never go away