Budded Poems - Poems about Budded

...November arrives with a golden dawn; her winds sing a lilting song as we reflect on our blessings all winter long. ~ by po......

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... I wake at the ascension of a golden dawn to meditate on early morning's mystique To the amber shoreline, I'm always drawn It's serenity and tranquility that I seek How calm the lake's water w......

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... I first flowers open, seasons begin ! : bloom before doom as always Rajasthani breeze sweet and scentful fanning out to the sunset : a caress ! across the ripeness of ap......

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...It is you: the queen of hearts dubb my last breath your own even in death in a hole the rose above my chest...my- epitome, i'd call you home enveloping my broken stature beside fallen walls and stone......

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...Summer morning sunrise Dawn paints with pastel hues Day breaks before my eyes Pastel hues gently brushed by angels in the sky when all the world is hushed The sky has golden threads stitch......

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...I hear serenading songs of summer swallows and ruffling feathers of roosting starlings. I catch the sweet scent of heirloom roses that have not yet budded upon the bush. All these th......

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...My arbored vines were frozen since mid-December. The seasonal chill, no one is able to tame, but my red winter roses, planted in September, have profusely budded and their blooms are aflame. Radi......

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...Its boughs spread like a giant umbrella, Its girth, like the span of many hands, Its foliage was lustrous green and exuberant, Its roots dispersed like the tentacles of an octopus. This tree s......

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...True Love Cento There must be a million ways To say I love you But these words will suffice for now Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all: If ever two were one, then surely we. If......

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...I hear the sounds of a spring brightening dawn, As fledgeling birds from sheltering nests emerge. A lone Blackbird’s singing lifts this idling morn, A creature scuttering through the long grassed ......

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...To slow dance into night with a new love, anticipation building all the while! To look into your darling’s eyes and see the adoration that you strongly feel reflected back, for you too are ad......

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...The early morning walkabouts gathers in the view an ocean tide of green yellowed sprouts splashing throughout in garden cue as flower buds edge forth upon the turf and petal blossoms flutter ......

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...I was, as you were, an egg in blossom, a blood sac flowering in an amniotic garden. I was, as you were, an embryonic bud that also budded tuberosities, buds that later became head and limbs. W......

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...Spring's fragrances seduce honey bees that nestle inside each delicate flower. I watch their flight from daffodils to hive, while butterflies hover over milkweed, laying fragile eggs. In tandem they......

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..."Spring awakes with the touch and breath of God." the poet's pen No morning hoarfrost covered meadows and hills, just flowers ti......

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