Intricate spring life,
Nature's bounty overflow:
Bees love luscious blooms.
Little lotus bloom
On the surface of the pond,
Dragonfly resting.
Basking in summer
No hot sun cream protection
Red skin many days.
Regal red crowns of
Fragrant spicy dianthus:
Hot summer is near.
Vivid butterfly
Pollen in the heavy air –
Deadly spider's web.
Late-night kiss of love,
Guitars flutter in the night:
Midsummer madness.
Categories:
dianthus, seasons,
Form: Haiku
It started with a stamped canvas
Long, long ago, long, long ago
To be prettier than dianthus
Finished it'd put on a great show
Long, long ago, long, long ago
The embroidery done in detail
When finished a lesson bestow
Remembering now the tales I could tale
A few stitches remain to be sown
'Pon that piece started when you were born
Long, long ago, the project blown
Gone with job of rearing firstborn
Could it be finished for another?
My arthritic hands are crippled
'Tis hard to do stitches, I'd rather
Still hold you close, but not smother
Long, long ago, long, long ago
Is not today, what will matter later
I really can't say, as you still grow
Possibly become an arbitrator
Categories:
dianthus, age,
Form: Rhyme
Catch tugs towards their berth
Little yacht traipses triangular trail
Cottage clasping slope admires bay
Fisherman’s wife swells, eon enamour
For his boomerang voyage, she brings
Tomato rocket fishpaste pita bread
Thermos of jasmine tea, to picnic
Basket bemuses bee buzz blooms
Manna powder release from each
Pink proclamation jesters jostle
Solargold galaxies galavant, plentiful
Dianthus dilate, lemon balm overlap
Pale gravel path merges blonde sand
Their footsteps converge, bone beige
Neck nuzzle murmurs leather bound
Sunstrike bounces blind broadwater
Diminished senses replenish focus
Duty for union, find food free of market
Encapsulated in cove of commitment
Genmaicha gratitude values volume
Categories:
dianthus, adventure, beach, child,
Form: Free verse
Swans amid the blossoming cherry trees
gifts the springtime waters;
I cast my eyes beneath the
early evening moon’s light to see
a white stag silently watching them.
Among the verbena that flanks the river,
a lone doe leaps from the trees for a cool drink
and I watch her drink her fill.
Stooping to pick some dianthus,
I smile at the stag’s glance at her,
knowing that Mama Nature will always
nurture the magic of love.
Categories:
dianthus, animal, appreciation, bird, nature,
Form: Free verse
Leaves
swirling
as birds wing
south for winter
amethyst rose skies
sail over burning bush
unending fields of pink and
purple dianthus cast their gaze
as sun heads off to the land of nod;
scent of late autumn cookout consumes me.
Categories:
dianthus, appreciation, nature, poems, poetry,
Form: Etheree
Bell-shaped English Bluebells
Violet face of lilac landscape
Charming tints of scarlet
Exuberance of Maple Red
Red, white, upright Tulips
Preening of vibrant spring
Whistling breath of wind
Kisses swaying Daffodils
Laden droplets refracting
Gleam of rose-petal gems
Bluebird’s pine-needle nest
Home of blueish green eggs
Crocus purple flowers
Amethyst glory of jewels
Scented Lilly of the Valley
Blooming white charmers
Rainbow colors of Hyacinth
Jewels glinting window sills
Spicy fragrant Dianthus
Apex of prized decorum
July 4, 2020
Placed 1st: Strand Completely New Poetry (5) Contest
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Categories:
dianthus, beautiful, flower, garden,
Form: Free verse
Autumn's Vibrant Meadow
Nothing compares to waking to a
meadow of many shades of greens
and browns full of vibrant magical
colors of autumn's flowers
A picture perfect scene of the
many that holds a serene feel
So infinite in the shades and hues I
glimpse out in awe of the chrysanthemums
of reds, oranges, and peaches
Saffron yellow crocus, golden sunflowers,
pansies from the warmest oranges to
scarlet reds flamboyant crotons
Purple and pink asters, the stunning
Dianthus reds and purples,
carnations a wide range of hues
of every color in the rainbow
None of these glorious colors
pale in the chill of the blushing morn
While each holds its own unique
sweet smell of warm spices,
autumn leaves, honey, tempting
every honey bee for miles
Together these scents float on the
morning breeze carrying
a carnival of fragrances
Nature truly has outdone herself
on autumn days like this
almost taking my breath
with its beauty
Date written - 10/27/2019
Writing Challenge, October, 2019 - Flower or Flowers -
Sponsor, Dear Heart - Wiishkobi Ode
Categories:
dianthus, autumn, color, flower, image,
Form: Free verse
Fiery giant poppies
Cheerful bright chrysanthemum
Spicy scented dianthus
Statuesque amaryllis
Flamboyant hibiscus
Vivacious geranium
Seductive anemone
Exotic calla lily
Ruffled marigold
Bodacious begonia
Luscious dahlia and ludic zinnia
Dress the garden with pure delight
Exuberant in shimmering rays of sunlight
As sweetly the summer zephyr whispers
AP: Honorable Mention 2022, Honorable Mention 2020, Front Page Pick 2020
Posted on February 19, 2019
Categories:
dianthus, color, flower, garden, red,
Form: Free verse
Delores Mireles
1907-1923
I gushed forth eight months after his death,
My natural father, a rascal named Roscoe.
My mother, next to me here,
Shall remain unnamed and acquitted,
Even in anonymous death,
For she was not innocent, nor he,
That brazen wolf who found his sniffing way,
Through sneaky vines and groping flowers,
Their brazen squealing passage to mad love,
Of strange probing games in the dark,
With eyelids closed in shuddering tempests.
It was her delirious heart he seized,
And her slithery soul too.
And there, let it be known,
He found an open gaping curtain,
And Dianthus’ skin a quivering,
Concealed through a sheer façade of silk,
There, my mother’s priceless treasure room,
And in the midst thereof,
Her innermost well of warm moist yearnings,
Her inner sanctum of curious desires,
I emerged on a naked winter’s evening,
Shivering in my mother’s room of ice!
Categories:
dianthus, birth,
Form: Epitaph
Tea Rose arrives first, claims her chair by the bird bath
as Irises turn bearded faces on the path.
They offer admiring glances to Gardenias,
who promenade ahead of the pink Begonias.
Black-Eyed Susans adorn our festive garden deck,
where Florida’s Orange Blossoms stand so erect.
Shuffling through the garden come seven Dianthus,
followed closely by a host of Lisianthus.
Tea party underway at the garden table,
Four O’Clocks make a tardy showing, unable
to raise their weary heads before late afternoon.
Here in my back yard with these flowers I commune.
Imbibing nectar, joyful hours just slip away,
but we vow to meet again the very next day.
*Written June 8, 2014
Categories:
dianthus, celebration, flower, garden,
Form: Sonnet
Tonight I call
a certain woman
who spreads her scent
of fragrant dianthus
into my night
so silently...
The way she
speaks my name
almost mocking me
making gentle fun...
Because of her
modest style of love
I look to her
my evening star
behind orange clouds
over ocean horizon...
She possesses
the highest summit
of my heart
she the poetess
the moon goddess
transfiguring kaleidoscope
in sunset towards the west...
Categories:
dianthus, beautiful, beauty, lonely, love,
Form: Free verse