Best Wisterias Poems

 In the valley 
    of violin vines,
    when the saffron sun ascends,
and crooning clouds 
   drift in mulberry cadence, 
I let my quivering quill harmonize
mystical moonbeams 
splattered across 
  hushed horizons~
with sparkling strings 
 ...

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L o v e, a withering star ~
awakened amidst silence
that swirls through the night sky
like fairy lights,
i l l u m i n a t i n g
the maze of midnight
with kaleidoscopic traces
of what once soared…
But in the chasm of loss and agony,
I found the...

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O August, I feel subtle scents
of dandelion days melting,
like spring falls of delirious diamonds,
while memories of sentimental sapphires
flow amidst clouds of colorblind cruelty,
revealing how butterflies
from the temple of fragmented armors
abandoned my spirit
at the altar of Ares~
adorned with crushed wings.

Tonight, as the sky mirrors rivulets
rippling with...

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T i m e stops for no one,
as searing seconds swerve
through seasonal squalls,
thawing frost that sleeps upon
the necks of onyx roses,
where pain is etched in skeletal sins~
across pruned plumes,
fleeting through amethyst air, 
merged in changing frequencies
of wind and waves,
carrying ballads of a bruised bluebird.

But I...

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“blessings from above
transformed lust to love
delusion to illumination
earth-heaven bilocation” - Unseeking Seeker   

When rays of saffron atonement  
streak through the indigo skies,  
a glitter of dawn begins  
to break over the harsh steel night,  
and scents of strawberries ...

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To the lily moon that 
 never forsakes me~
amidst the cruel constellations 
that left me stranded in 
 a melancholic maze
of rain-kissed memories.
I’ll write this prose for you,
on periwinkle paper
perfumed with geranium grace,
 in rhyme-less cadence,
like the rhythm of 
raspberry regrets flowing 
 in hues...

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The forest is where trees nestle
and mushrooms sigh,
spinning electric dreams
from harlequin vines and multicolored roses…
Tonight, ink flows in a hypnotic trance,
my thoughts swirl through the
holographic ethereality,
like a pixie fairy ~ moon-walking,
above the psychedelic wilderness,
engrossed in kaleidoscopic dews,
chasing origami butterflies,
tied to the phoenix crescent,
where I see...

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when the sky breathes poetry
through sepia-streaked silence,
and the earth reclines, listening
to the music of weeping wisterias~
blowing in the pulse of bleeding paradise,
I swallow sizzling stars
within cloaked scars,
comfortably blanketed
in self-woven wounds.
while you, the prisoner of my past,
keep revisiting empty journals,
lacking crystalline colors of comfort.
as crimson are...

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It was her forest bright as sunset -
a morning, slithering through wisterias
of lace, tendrils innocent and lush -
verdant the bush of ridges melts.
Is my heart giving birth to flowers?
Radiant you are, your body of garden.
Eyes to open the spirit.
Heavenly Florida!



Florida Contest for Rhonda J. Saunders
Mar...

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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...

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SPRING MEMORY

Snow fades fast like a princess removing her diadeM
Periwinkles and wisterias soon multiply everywherE
Rays of sunshine intersperse with rosebuds that blooM
Invigorating blades blush with dewdrop-sun blaze combO 
New plants reveal the handiwork of the Master DesigneR
Greenery refreshes and reminds it's Springtime heavenlY.


05.24.2020
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O to be the humble horizon
that slumbers in restlessness,
I grieve not for the magnolias
that withered amidst
cruel claws of chaotic cravings.
I weep for the serene 
   wildflower whispers
that once upon a blood moon
were lost in the eclipsed shadows.
And when satellite sapphires
flare with psychedelic streaks,
I...

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 “looking back, I’m ashamed of what I was
I’m different now, though not without flaws
Each crest becomes a trough, as we move on
God slowly steers soul towards a new dawn” Unseeking Seeker 

Life is like a revolving carousel,
moving in interminable circles,  
revealing rainbow arcs...

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I awoke to the pungent smell of perfumed wisterias;
Bursting from twisting bines hang masses of purple blooms.
   In far away Wuyuan I know Springtime sits upon many
      Crowded terraces;
 Again I long for you...our cozy little rooms....

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Gears of Cronus are all I could feel
Deep within my bones, which I need to heal
And though reminiscing is a touch of fur,
The chronicles of life cut roots to my summer

Did you feel so alright when you won that fight?
But did you saw what you...

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