Dahlias Poems - Poems about Dahlias

early summer sun the first dahlia blooms reaching up toward the sky ...Read the rest...

They make me wonder--- What fingers wove the tapestry of their being! The splash of violet here, mauve there, white with red stripes— They stand tall and do not bend till the wind forces them to. Though soft, they...Read the rest...

The house on the hill with its magical spell has shed the years possessions they mount collecting memories cause the Sun follows us and the dahlias with its daydream quality makes us happy with all the things we could do...Read the rest...

fine new fernery two forgotten dahlias innocently bud...Read the rest...

Orange sunshine, pink butterflies, in dawn buds of hope- Last night's rain has caused noon blooms in the fields! Canaries are flying low in a season of scents and scenery; And the moments are creeping, in response to...Read the rest...

Deep purple dahlias - plush garden zen steeps in the moonlight hours. Zappiest buds sleep in their flower beds - beautiful dreams. Keep of dazzling pompoms - perpetual studs. Blaze of royal beauty ...Read the rest...

So tangerine apricot carrot colored and marmalade, Blooms graced the garden of warm sunshine and shade. Orange were rich dahlias where hummingbirds hummed, With a rare beauty which left the daylight stunned! Over with the blues, skies of chiffon...Read the rest...

The crickets In perfect harmony with the frogs Serenade Bachianas outside our window Inspiring the candle to a seductive dance. Tempted by the candle’s charm Your hands shape into a bird That flies to the flawless white ceiling To join her...Read the rest...

Devotion Poem, The Black Dahlias This morning, for a time, you seemed To have disappeared. I called out to you From my bed, but the words Must have been consumed into mute syllables, For any answering voice, if...Read the rest...

Exactly five years ago I lived in a city that I named as the city of my struggles quite an imposing brand you would say but I found it appropriate in my mid-twenties. I crawled against my inertia to...Read the rest...

Shattered glass below my feet causing open wounds Like the blood pumping blue through this aching heart My mind has been twisted once again when I thought it was tamed Love is not the word to describe...Read the rest...

Work of wonder work of light. Bend to heaven dispel the night....Read the rest...

The sage green wall had worn a blank look until, slightly askew, with a tilt to the left dangling helplessly, without a complaint is the pride of an artist, who lacked all constraints. He dipped into his paints...Read the rest...

On a sage green wall that once wore a blank look, it dangles helplessly, without a complaint. It is slightly askew, with a tilt to the left, giving the viewer a crick of the neck Hanging precariously, for...Read the rest...

colors so rich they overwhelm me with their brazen scents, winds so warm, they feel like the gentle caress of a lover waters sparkle like your eyes; a timeless green that turns gray in the shadows the...Read the rest...