War Flower Poems

   Relaxed, refreshed
     by a buoyant spring day

   Buds, blossoms, blooms give way
    ...

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  An admirer of nature, I used to be
    ‘til a storm felled my favorite tree

  Ever-optimistic, my always thoughts
...

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I am a bright red poppy grown in gardens near and far.
A Remembrance flower to honor our fallen, nothing to mar.
On the western front, in...

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I believe this might be my 2nd 
Dooms day poem.

In the bright of day brown grass
Dead trees
Tulips  
Daisies 
Lilies
Roses
Carnations 
All flowers  dead
Bombs bombs...

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Inoculate…
this infectious night
fullest pathogen born  
in cold and deepest hour
heedless held in palm endow  
crosses shadow lowly hill 
flick across my brow…
 ...

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shade of vermilion encompassing sky at dawn, 
pure fragrance of delightful jasmine in summer, 
luminous dew drops quivering on lotus leaves,
an almost-forgotten melody from my childhood! 
all these...

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There was a time across this land…with every flower in bloom
When the Earth was witness to their blended beauty…and inhaled their sweep perfume.
Stretching across her...

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Red #1
(poppies and war) 
By Michelle Morris
01/09/2020

Red is the colour of poppies 
In motion like the blood spilled 
In the earth and the ocean 
By...

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Mirabella had a big garden of pretty Azaleas
and towards moon she started a tap dance,
showing her ballerina dress made by Chris;
young boys came around and...

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As flowers purpose go for some that
purpose be the sweet elixir and
aroma that tantalizes our senses
into smelling and devouring it up 

While others seek to...

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I asked her un beso?
And then our lips crashed totaling all rationality 
I asked her dos besos? 
And then our lips became the missing piece...

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And then the snow came whispering
“Death to all fragile things in root!”
Brute force aided by ice ages legacy
Fall to the place where zeros go

To war...

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My dear Love-in-a-mist, if ask this brain
Who was indeed insane: Abel or Kane?
Two brothers who loved one beautiful girl,
So long blond hair, thick with many...

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Rocky

Rock is not a racehorse, 
he is a tiny Billy goat. 
He thinks he is much larger
than he really is. 
One day, 
he will be...

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Time of the year when poppies bloom
Turning the flowering meadow scarlet
Reminds of a famous poem of gloom,
Time of the year when poppies bloom
In Flanders Field...

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