Best Sepal Poems

Evergreen flavored mantras
did nothing to purge bitter bile from my lips
nor slake the smoldering thirst for a Rosary remedy.
Tick-tock petals unfurled one by one
as your...

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Like an ebony rose in a province 
of ivory and golden flowers,
you poisoned each peaceful petal
with your senseless scent of death.

You were never just another...

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In my poetic garden, where petals breathe with light - I feel evergreen.
Among ruby roses I see butterflies take flight - I feel evergreen.

Roaming under...

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Music is an undying 
art of soul ~ 
an abstract eden, where, 
euphonious unicorns 
glide in strawberry sonatas, 
amplifying rhapsody in
ballads of flight, 
when fuchsia...

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I've always 
wandered in 
venus' orbs, 
searching for
the star-seed 
of my spirit that
has forsaken
it spiritual 
sanguinary and 
caged every 
fluorescent flicker 
in a sculptured
sanctuary of...

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There it was gazing up – radiant – 
radiating kaleidoscope silver green;
sharp with life, ready and expectant.

Spreading its claim, pressing out the grass,
was a thistle...

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I stand back and gaze across my wonderful garden, in bloom.
There it lies in the morning sun, with petals glistening from dew.

No one realizes the...

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Garlands draped and strung. 
White creeper blossoms
 reminiscent of  snow
penta-hedron, vase shaped, 
 single bells.  Five sepal-ed,
 finial, fillistered,
 flower bowls. 
Such delicate...

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Time ticks on
and I am its minutes
crafting the hour
of poetic germination.

No longer will I write words
reminiscent of willow-like catkins.

But shall bloom true poetic flowers
whose petals...

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Love is Blind

                   Love is blind.
 ...

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Time to change the people that shun
Change the things which have been done
Can things be changed, done by anyone?

Learn from the stone being cast around
Take...

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I want to hold the little wonder

I want to feel the little thunder


Of the strength in the pedicel

Of the union in the receptacle 

Of the...

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There was a time for fisted buds with just a tease of red—
the promises you kept inside with so much soft and scent,
the layers squeezed...

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Beautiful lily you bloom the summer, 
gazer of stars, I can't help but wonder…
Thine petals wilt not ripen steady, 
thine beauty and fragrance diminish daily....

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A white sepal falls, it is of the early May bloom,
it is of a blossomed tree

that smothers with the light yielding weight 
of its insistence,

that...

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