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Florist

she sells beauty
        she is a  belle florist
        sells flowers
        and smiles...!

Categories: florist, allegory, allusion, analogy, appreciation,
Form: Light Verse

A Florist In Nice

Roses and some violets, I'd say,
Make an especially nice bouquet
A florist in Nice
Used some in his piece,
But his customer refused to pay!

FIRST PLACE WINNER
written February 7, 2022
especially for "Roses and Violets Five Ways" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Andrea Dietrich

Categories: florist, flower, humor,
Form: Limerick

A Tree I Write Florist Inside Me-

In a kingdom full of documents
 a tree
A forlorn virtual storage
 parking paper words 
a tree 
cut down for me
 fashion into paper 
ink stains on them 
effort extensions 
and point editing
I can't read
 yet I write
 I can't see yet I fight 
open ended the pages still yet arcing
Trappings of a forest breeches the

Categories: florist, adventure, allusion, environment, metaphor,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Florist Shops

Florist Shops

Florist shops, all out of flowers.
Young people chanting peace and love, not war.
Last time I came home, they spit on me
Everywhere I look, I see a black hurst
Filling up green fields with all my brothers,
My brothers in Arms, and all I can do is pray,
Is pray that one day it won’t be me.

This jungle

Categories: florist, military,
Form: Free verse

The Florist and the Poet

A florist
working in her shop,
snips and clips and cuts away,
making a fragrant floral bouquet.

A poet
writing at her desk,
picks and prunes her words with care,
making paper bouquets with others to share.

Categories: florist, flower, poems, poets,
Form: Rhyme

The Militant Florist

if nonchalant meant blithe unconcern
the militant florist arced the bouquet
through the air like some Olympian
athlete with the greatest chalance

the muscled biceps rotated smoothly
with grace and purpose as the
petaled red and blue grenade of
flora with ferns hurtled toward you 

the florist then alone, stood erect
not watching the flowers as they
curved the baby-blue sky to you,
but at

Categories: florist, hope, love, passion, peace,
Form: Free verse

At a Florist Shop

I’m standing here at a florist shop,
For couples of minutes now, thinking
Which of these flowers I’ll choose;
Just for you, as a gift on our first year;
I have no idea, which one to pick;
They’re all fresh, pure and beautiful---
A labor of god’s gardener--- his pride;
But, when I saw you on the other side,
Of the street, with

Categories: florist, friendship, life, lost love,
Form: Free verse