Jonquil Poems | Examples

Floral Farewell

Velvet red roses stand
cheek to cheek
with daisy faces, ringed
in petal fringes,
sweetly scented
by creamy bubbles 
of double jonquil popcorn blooms
beside a starburst
yellow chrysanthemum,
and long leaves 
squeezed between.
Below, their stem-straws blur
in the ribbed glass jar,
looped with a satin orange bow 
for your 97 years
we must farewell soon.

The loved ones are visiting,
bringing flowers, hugs, reminiscences
for you, last of your generation -
two brothers, two sisters.

I don't want to say, 'Goodbye'.
Let's have a few more days, 
or weeks, or months,
just for keeping company,
like the flower bunch.

JONQUIL

JONQUIL

You may know me as Jonquil
My cousins are daffodil and narcissus
A fringed cup surrounded by petals 
Each combining white with yellow
The latter, a hue with my own name
And I’m perfumed, but they are not
Distinctive yet I shouldn’t be proud
As amaryllis, we are all still family

Yellow Sky

Perhaps it is the yellowing autumnal foliage
that the evening light reflects,
or it could be the yellow corvette
parked beneath this particular tree
that up-lights the sky?

Dusk brings diaphanous flights
of jonquil-tinted clouds

The horizon retires
embedding itself
within a canopy of brocaded gold,
a gown so embossed, so quilted,
it has become too deep
to be lifted.

The headlights of the corvette
gleam their seeking suns.

Night drives out
sweeping before it
russet murmurings.

May their dying prayers
illuminate the dawn.

Crazy Poem

Johnny jonquil jerry justified jilly’s jeu jeu bee
Dilly dally Doolittle dodged debonair simon legree’s degree
Freakish freddy frogmouth forever frolicked footloose and free
Michigan mike’s handy hardy heart hovers over a wild monkey

Photogentic photons prance prettily in posey’s poignant plea
Sparkling sprinkling sprockets on a special soupy spree
Verigated visiting venomous vines vying for an upside down vee,
Neopolitan negativity knicking nora, knocking knibber’s knee

Tricept’s trepidation tripping towards tutu bubu trees
Hampton’s heavy hyenas heading home with loud heehees

Spring Beauty and the Beast

Spring Beauty and the Beast 

Tenderly Spring sends harbingers of beauty,
Knights errant of crocus and snowdrops,
To warm winter’s shopworn heart
And soothe his brittle bones of barren boughs
With balms of long jonquil sunbeams
Melting the grumpy curmudgeon’s stronghold,
As pussy willows decorate his solstice doldrums
She watches snowflakes skate across thawing ponds.

Spring sends a redwing blackbird song
To lift Winter’s decrepit heart
In shy rhapsodies of new butterflies and lady bugs
Engaging Winter’s gloomy frown 
Into transcendent blue-eyed welkins like Forget-Me-Nots
Then chants déjà vu in veils of daffodils
As spritely Sweet Peas adorn 
Winter’s faded doorstep.

Beauty soothes the beast
Touching the ice-blue armor of his heart
With Hyacinth whispers
And sighs of zephyrs like a fluffy Snowball;
In the Lilac scent of a new equinox
Winter dozes wrapped in Spring’s enchantment
As she sings lullabies of reminiscent hibernation
Until he strides past halcyon autumn shadows again.

2-24-23
Contest: In Bloom
Sponsor: Joseph May

This Dance of Shadows

It seems that as the solstice climbs the hill
to goad the slothful sun to do its will
to taunt it with its ever-urgent plea
arise and start your journey sea to sea

and then upon days closing mock the moon
hold in abeyance lest it show too soon
its silver sheen that bids new lovers, kiss
shortening a one-time moment’s bliss

soft buds of Jonquil yellow breach the snow
their dream of petaled flowers held below
the softening of winter’s chilling grip
in sun and moons continued solstice trip

this dance of shadows wafting hot and cold
this gentle touch such lovers cannot hold

John G. Lawless
©1/13/2023

The Advent of Spring

"Spring awakes with the touch and breath of God."
                                                    the poet's pen


No morning hoarfrost covered meadows and hills,
just flowers tinted in ochre coloring.
Early blooms of wild jonquil and daffodils ~
A new season has arrived and taken wing.
Farewell Winter snow, and your blustery chills.
Robins trill in welcoming voices, "It's Spring."
Earth gives birth to budded trees and buzzing bees.
Advent's fragrant scents are carried in the breeze.



~ February 13, 2021 ~

Blighted Statues

I can only live in a garden
where warped talons
of tiger tulip petals mar
unbroken lines of pastel shimmer,
not where silent cerulean lakes
float as though aloft 
in frames of polished stone 
to tell the cloudless sky,
I'm your offspring.
I smile for blighted statues
mocked by companies of peonies 
effervescing in ballet
and the coarse tusk of St Augustine
thronged by emerald dichondra.
I have no business among wisteria's cornucopias
of lilac bounty nor the glee
of summer marigolds.
I tend thorny stalks
of a wild rose that never blooms
and climbing ferns whispering
in shaded corners of spring's
explosive allemande.
I feel only weight of gray misted mornings
when the dank of coming rain permeates
in pale foliage's stag line
where vines creep in distant communion,
ignored by harsh jonquil rays.

His Star-Dusted Desire

He wonders

at the aphrodisiac of her jasmine air
stirring the breeze of his being
heady in the breathy mood of her moon garden
amidst stargazer’s pink whispers

and he wishes

that his jonquil heart
be quenched by her sweet drink -
as he longs to sip sun-ripened nectar 
from the calla of her wild plum dreams


Susan Ashley 
July 4, 2018


~ Second Place ~
Contest: Any Poem You Want To Write 180 Words Or Less
Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger


~ Ninth Place ~
Contest: Premiere No. 160
Sponsor: Brian Strand


Poet's notes:
* the Jonquil flower represents desire, especially, the reciprocation of one's feelings of desire and love back in return*

*the Calla Lily represents magnificent feminine beauty and delicacy*

*the Wild Plum represents feminine youthfulness. Also, it represents sweet anticipation of the promise of romance one has waited for*

Adieu April

Adieu April


Adios you soggy segue
nature’s mud pie maker
roof top drummer
dog soaker
puddle teaser.

Au Revoir
cool breathed friend
easing the ice from its depths
cajoling the worms
play peek-a-boo
with the Robins.

Bon Voyage old vagabond
titillating transient
instinct whisperer
spring’s pheromonal scent
arousing dormant need.

Farewell
fading water colors
dashes of Jonquil yellow
sprayed among Bluebonnets
triumphant Tulips
surrounded by
Dandelion minions.

“Parting is a sweet sorrow”*
eased in May’s sweet greens
long evenings warmth
celebrating such splendid
serendipity.


John G. Lawless
4/29/2017

*My acknowledgement to Shakespeare

Spring - For Contest

SPRING!!!!


I stepped in it this morning
soft squishy, tracked it into the house

SPRING!!!

Mud, ice crusted, glistening,
steamy, warming in the
mirage of early sun.

SPRING!!!

Aromatically composting
Autumn’s neglected harvest,

SPRING!!!!

Worms aerating the soil
playing tug-o-war
with early birds

SPRING!!!

Crocus and Jonquil
Opening Day

SPRING!!!

Hats and jackets
celebratory decorations
swaying in the breeze

SPRING!!!!

Princely kiss awakening
Sleeping Beauty



3/13/2016
submitted to – Spring – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Catie Lindsey

Yellow Memories - United Colours Yellow

Saffron yellow sunset reflecting yellow gold
Amber yellow mindset in an ecru boat of old
Banana yellow memories of fields of jonquil flowers
Crayola yellow dreams in mango yellow hours


by Daniel Turner

Purple Martin

We raised gourd houses for the Purple Martin
Atop a pole, against a fluid sky
Where late jet thunder spews
A raid cloud--ambitious wonder.
 
Intense, our Southern sky, like old dreams
Harbors a night's Aeolian pine,
A day's jonquil in oxblood sod
And simmering heat enchanting jejune asphalt.

But room lies yet in sanctuary swamps
For thinning fox grape, hawk and mockingbird..
One idea away from a maze of pipe and brick
On hunger's soulless map.

Yellow

Spring comes in yellow
In crocus, in jonquil,
In ducklings and peeps,
In warming sun angle; 

In butterfly golden,
In yellow renewal
Impersonal bounty
Feeds personal hope.

Here Comes Spring

One lonely jonquil bows her timid head.
From earth and rain her slender leaves are fed.
Then, sunlight peeks upon the shaded site.
Sun offers warmth from snowy chills of night.

As days grow long and springtime tiptoes near,
The woodland fairies giggle while they dance.
Sweet violets spread their blossoms without fear.
For posies soon shall usher in romance.

In full array the meadow colors burst.
The leprechauns bring magic as rehearsed.
Wild flowers spreading, decorate the Earth.
Where shamrocks grow, good fortune will disperse.
The butterflies and bees with nectar sing.
The ground hog sees no shadow; here comes spring.

Copyright February 27th, 2014

Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest:  Here Comes Spring (Flower Song )
Sponsor Rick Parise

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