Best Wisteria Poems
One need not read her horoscope to know
this woman's fate, and though wisteria
cascades sweet blooms of lavender like snow
outside her door, it's still Siberia
pervading the dimensions of her mind,
for not one fickle thought or patch of moss
can thrive where bleakest shadows are enshrined.
No bittersweet, no dew drops. . . only loss
surrounds her heart. She tries to reminisce,
but like a barren continent grown cold,
she can't perceive one particle of bliss.
She's clasping grief and cannot be consoled!
Wisteria's perfume is in the breeze,
but in her soul remains a winter's freeze.
Winsome Wisteria Sonnet
Eden, open your ardent arms to grace
Wisteria's soft lilac petaled blooms
Draped stunningly about Spring’s sunny face
In softest shades of lavender like plumes.
Your aroma wafts heady in the breeze
When graceful racemes descend from above.
Divine as the frilling flowering trees
Your stunning sight captures my heart with love.
Goddess Venus must surely be aware
Of the glorious sight that you bestow
Like dainty dangling ringlets in Spring’s hair
As zephyrs sprinkle your petals below.
I am profoundly moved by your presence
And tranquilly transported with pleasance.
4-19-21
Poems of the Day April 21, 2021 ~Thank you Team Poetry Soup!
ALL YOURS (Apr 20)Contest -First Place
Sponsor Brian Strand
Your best sonnet this year so far Contest -Second Place
Sponsor John Hamilton
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Among an arcade of arching willow,
multiplying in clusters of lilac confetti.
Enchanting petals droop from twin stems,
tantalisingly diffusing an alluring aromatic scent.
Hardy climbing vines, cascading from above,
yielding a timeless grace of floral splendour.
Sparkling in sunlight with leaves of khaki, i
testament of enduring spirit of flora.
ever so slowly
she sheds her clothing
listening to winter’s song
she goes to sleep
dreaming of spring
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Contest: Any Poem #37
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A
Placed 5th
WISTFUL WISTERIA
wistful wisteria,
lavender-hued and laden
with grapelike produce.
wistful like a willow.
I’m hanging about the fence
where buzzing bees
remind me
of life and death.
amidst the ivy,
the hum of hives,
the lavender fruit
of the eyes.
wishful for paradise.
4/3/2022
Oh how this bodice is dressed in taffeta,
Lined with hundreds of lavender pleats
Spiraling, drooping, whirling
All over my voluptuous contour …
Bare these limbs grinding on soft moss
To tap among rustled displays
From many a lovers’ heat to children’s romp.
I gaze at my long tresses hung by threads
Of July frills, combing the strands
Delicate as clusters in a spin that ignites
The evening air, the lush of daylight’s vine…
And like Kojin in a free-fall prance, I cascade
Through a mantle of grass, my arms floating
Over wisps of mildest pink, of boldest lavender;
Then to curtsy in a prayerful Shinto bow
Under heaven's marquee where my chants
about lonesome tales are hushed in secrecy.
At nightfall, stars circle my lit frame,
The aroma of wisteria's mint huffs
outside my pores and unto an earthy glow;
Young the nippled buds swelling in lusty dusk
Till I gently writhe as a mystical shadow of the woods.
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SPRINGTIME STANDARD CONTEST
~ The wisteria tree is packed with an assemblage
of purple blossoms, falling in tapered clusters
to symbolize a kneeling pose of honor and devotion
based on Asian folklore.
~ Kojin: Japanese Tree Goddess
Winsome Wisteria
Eden open your arms to grace
Wisteria's soft petaled blooms
Draped stunningly about Spring’s face
In shades of lavender like plumes.
Your scent wafts heady in the breeze
When racemes descend from above.
Divine as the flowering trees
Your sight captures my heart with love.
Goddess Venus must be aware
Of the glory that you bestow.
Like dangling ringlets in Spring’s hair
Wind sprinkles your petals below.
When over the arbor you vine
I'm deeply moved by your presence
You loom aesthetically divine…
Transporting me with your pleasance.
8-11-16
Each one of us has His or Her own Flower of Attraction - Poetry Contest
Sponsor Rick Parise
sheltered in the blooms
a refuge in calm arbor
soundless, with lush scents
a cool, green respite
like frogs on jade lily pads
I may never leave
noonday's crimson heat
cannot find my safe haven
wisteria blue
wisteria blooms
linger longer last awhile
after cherries plop
Arbor of Wisteria and Clematis
Memory of appealing Wisterias
Uncovering the grand butterfly bush;
near the lilacs and lonely gardenias;
as the light essence of spring bring a rush.
little fairies dance like faux ballerinas
autumn's pussy willows now but a hush
that coldness felt deep during winter's wrath.
The equinox whispers from a warmer path
Pumpkins and gourds sitting by the corn husks.
this and a tasty Thimble-berry creme pie.
a perched crow sits on the arbor at dusk;
watching for the owl with a wary eye
freshly turned garden smells of molds and musk
Canada geese fly north through a morning sky
A rooster sings his song with emphasis
shaking the wisteria and clematis.
2/23/2021
Spring Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Regina McIntosh
Purple plumes dangle amid the verdigris
the sweet-scented Wisteria Kapitan
a footbridge of Feng Shui dreams
enraptures my inner child's spirit.
2-21-2023
PREMIER CHOICE no 1190 Poetry Contest
Brian Strand
Wisteria bridge spans the traveling river
in vibrant hues of verdigris and blues;
I find myself once again strolling through
vines of sweet-scented, lilac-colored plumes;
embraced by their silky, delicate deliciousness.
The serenity of these gentle flowered vines
casts its magic over the old footbridge
and I am reminded of childhood, collecting
fallen flowers for Mom's table in summer.
Lavender dreams flooded my young psyche
of grape cotton candy and blueberry mornings.
I come back here occasionally to relive those
days in harbors of contentment and hope.
Wisteria winding along its trunk,
weaving a way to the sun —
squinting with anticipation.
The tree wrapped tight —
squeezed with a wisteria boa.
His only escape is to embrace the sun.
Onlookers comment at the beauty of
his arthritic knuckles and knotty trunk.
The ancient tree barely breathes,
as gathering kith and kin think him wise,
before he turns to dust.
9/24/2019
sprinkling my
salad with sweet edibles
wisteria
Wisteria grows rampant its beauty displayed
Lavender clusters of perfected flowers
Forming an archway an ethereal display
Their elegance unworldly admired for hours.
In soft summer rain, they grow refreshed
Luminous shade that catches one's eye
With gentle motion, they sway and impress
Exquisite moment relished we softly sigh.
Clusters of blossoms heavy on vine
Blissful respite soothes weary mind
To enjoy and wonder before its decline
With summer wisteria is eternally twined.