Best Tulip Poems

A
fine
Parrot Tulip
in vibrant intensities 
with unique undertones
of green acquirable only in a 
few forests. A ruby red swirls within 
its petals beckons awareness of those very 
strokes that live in the lustre of your shapely lips 
like fantasy realized. Mirthful yellows in all those lacquers...

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a spring explosion
scatters tulips far and wide
beauty's hard to hide...

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and when crickets croon our song in whispered tones,  
find me within luscious reveries of tulip moons,  
while stars swirl to the rhapsody of longing~
clouds burst lilac dust upon the burning skyline...  
for even in your absence, I taste the firefly’s kiss,
caressing...

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An endless memory we all have, for it has a purpose, a meaning
Questions bloom in our hearts as to why things happen the way they do
The path I walk truly takes me all around, smile and cries, doubts a few
But allow me to answer my...

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Tulip Brigade
Dutch bulbs
Proudly lead the spring parade
Amid charming, twirling windmills
Imperative highlight of Neverlands
Among cobweb-free brick homes
Forward march please
Tulip brigade...

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I kissed a Tulip in a hidden silent glen
On a sunny day a stranger led me hence
I laid upon the ground hand upon its’ base
The bulb was maybe six inches from my face
Fragrant and alluring yet insidious as well
I licked of its freshness consumed by...

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In the garden where the sun still shone,
A white tulip bloomed, silent, alone.
No seed was planted, no hand did sow,
Yet there it stood, a soft, pure glow.

Its petals kissed by morning dew,
A whisper of love, tender and true.
It bloomed for her, who once was here,
A...

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you blossomed like a yellow tulip
you set a fire in me and left
don't think that the autumn leaf is fallen in this vineyard
you took my heart into your hands and left

your eyes that look as if they belong to a timid gazalle
you flashed a lightening...

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Immersed in a cup
Of scarlet and orange flames
He sips sweet nectar....

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At first you see the flower fields
Of yellow, white or red,
Though soon machines will do their job
And clip each tulip’s head.

For that’s the way to save the bulbs
So they’ll be best for selling,
A fact that must make sense, I guess,
Since no one is rebelling.

But then...

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The tulips and daffodils
have bloomed en masse,
in the surrounding fields.
The tourists who came to
enjoy them, have gone away.
March and April brought
excitement to our ordinarily
placid lives, but we are glad
to get back to normalcy.
May is almost here and will
undoubtedly bring warmer days.
Our gardens will take over
the...

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A tulip petal
opens to reveal, show
a future, shining....

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Deep in the land of the Cumberland
Where the moonbow blushes the sky
The tulip fairies were dancing
As the tune of the loon filled the sky

Dearest Nell Louise looked especially gay
In her skirt of dogwood blossom
So light on her feet and quite admired
By a wide eyed baby...

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The tulip crop is in full bloom.
The cars have stopped for miles.
I watch in safety from my room.
Warm weather brings out smiles.

The cars have stopped for miles.
Passengers unload to see the flowers.
Warm weather brings out smiles.
Raptly they gaze for hours.

Passengers unload to see the flowers.
The...

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Tulips 
Gaily glowing 
Adorning Mom’s garden 
Nurturing two fat bumble bees 
Graceful...

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