Long Bouquet Poems
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With sweet incline her ear is on dawn's arrival
even if night reigns by day, she has no rival
only the morning contains her birthing vine
Her ear is on dawn's arrival with sweet incline'
Dolce Amor upon the curve of her pillow rest
is the indent of the dreams that loved her best
only the dawn holds the whispers of her core
The curve of her pillow rest upon Dolce Amor
She is the scented violet of his early fantasies
more deep then the indigo of deep blue seas
a muslin touch of running silk with eyelets
Of his early fantasies she is the scented violets'
Dolce Amor a rose and a bouquet of baby breath
he knows that she will love him even until death
she is pepper on his heart and scented tuberose
A bouquet of baby breath and Dolce Amor his rose
June 25, 2020
A genuine word bouquet~ the gift I give you today
Embroidered in chapters of benevolent language
Bound in book of life, memories fondly resonate,
Ornate in blossoms of passion heartbeats convey,
This gift I give you today, a genuine word bouquet,
Serenading our union says: I will love you always;
As candles of your affection within my heart glow
Worshipping life’s covenants we wrote long ago
Affirming those bonds still remain true and strong
Where bells of compassion in rhythms of love toll,
Wrapped in this uxorious gift are promises forever
Beaming glint of contentment in blessings eternal
Conferring everlasting upon goodness of evermore
Invoking feelings grandeur from halo of my soul
Strumming eloquence in oratory of requited love
Enamored in its presence, cajoling at its behest,
This gift I give you today, a genuine word bouquet,
Serenading our union says: I will love you always.
July 2, 2021
The gift that I give you poetry contest
Sponsor: Mystic Rose Rose
I heard the song and wanted to know what love is, so I turned to James
The Soup's king of romance knows it means more than just flirtatious games
Dedication absorbed with love, for to feel it for the very first time
The unification of two must gel like words in a poetry rhyme
This, James told me, and we explored the meaning much further
Many types of love, including a child and father
Family life is important, reciprocation leads the way
Whether blood, fostered or taken on, it's loves bond that says
We see an elderly couple walking hand-in-hand
This is but one type of love that many years withstands
For so many fall by the wayside, taking different forks on life's roads
Where a previously blossomed love has journeyed into destructs corrode
The deep affection felt for those whom we call our friends
Nestles deep within our hearts, a bond that never ends
This we must truly cherish in a world going from day to day
It does not matter where we come from, we are part of earths bouquet
Love knows no bounds and is shared with all humanity
One that respects each race and religion’s dignity
~*~ Co-Written with Carolyn Devonshire ~*~
My whole world as I knew was never more; when I caught a glance of an attractive dark haired Irish man with piercing blue eyes, and a shadow of a beard framing his square jaw. He walked towards me with a smile. I couldn't fight the wave of desire that swept over me when he came close and breathed a sigh and said,
“I have fallen in love with you."
I embraced his love and experienced a new life I found my future soulmate.
I just applied a hint of makeup and perfume. My hair piled at the back of my head with long strands falling about my face. With the help of my bridesmaid, I slipped into a long cream satin wedding gown with lace at the bodice and a high neck and long lace sleeves. The back dipped into a V to my waist where the dress then fell in several layers of cream tulle. I slipped into matching Saasha Lee heels. The last a tiara adorned with diamonds to anchor my wedding veil. I picked up my simple and elegant bridal bouquet of white flowers.
I felt like a Cinderella, as I climbed into a horse-drawn carriage
waiting for the journey to the church.
The music was playing as I stepped into St Michael's Catholic Church in the small town of Needville and walked down the aisle arm-in-arm with my dad. The inside was adorned with white flowers. Clusters of white lilies tied with white satin ribbons adorn the pews. My prince simply stood at the head of the aisle with a smile never moving his gaze from me. My eyes were filled with tears as I took the gold band and put it on his wedding finger.
Our vows were simple and we both said I will. The priest said, “Ladies and Gentlemen, family and friends, it is my pleasure to present, for the first time anywhere, Prince Sean and Princess Vanessa O’Connor!" He slid one hand around the back of my neck and the other around my waist as he kissed me.
5/29/2018
Poetry Contest: FAIRY TALE
Sponsored by: Alexis Y.
worshipful master’s fez kept slipping off his head.
he was irritated and blamed the trumpet flower.
tittering faeries kept him irritated, this honored Ted.
Ted sat in their bouquet, annoyed by their power.
they had him all confused and curiously tense.
with their girly charms and their faerie ways.
he sat among their giggling in masculine suspense.
wondering what they had in mind for him these days.
smiling smirking faeries are first fun, but they sometimes turn.
his grandpa found out when his heart was captured by one.
gramps lives a life of toil and work, driven hard by his wife Fern.
a faerie who keeps him busy while she flies off and has the fun.
The Dower Flower©
It is a misty summer day, the morning rain
providing a sheen on the sidewalks
the temperature warm with the touch of a coolness
My eyes are drawn to a neatly
manicured bush with a bouquet of flowers
freshly awoken from their protective buds
I stand in awe of their beauty and the magnificence
they hold, the expression of vibrancy in their colors
The tenderness they exude softly swaying in the gentle breeze
My walk continues and our paths cross as they have many a time afore
She is tallish, young with usually longer blonde hair
Most would call her attractive and good looking, even statuesque
I often imagine her to be a model given the varied times of the day
that our paths have interwoven and her stylish and fashionable attire,
yet in the midst of the mystique something feels asunder
There is an aloofness, a sense of unhappiness,
never a smile or a warm glow on her face
in its place I feel sadness maybe loneliness
My conjecture leads me to ponder and surmise
how someone so young can be so dower
she is the other flower the dower flower
There is beauty but it is locked up inside
one day my hope is that her bud too will blossom
and she will become the flower she is meant to be
Andreas Simic©
As the early summer air ripples in my meadow,
I see the dance of dulcet patina on dainty petals,
unfurling with the embrace of dawn’s spectrum
the elegant lilies with the gleam of sapphire silence.
The flowers blossom in chromatic ebullience of joy,
look up to the sunburst pallet of the seamless sky,
suffusing its splendor in the essence of their soul,
paint the florid portraits of heavenly surreal beauty .
Celestial shine shimmers with the lavender rhythm,
pulsating in my heart with the fervent floral grace.
Preserved in its gloss is the sheen of enticing euphoria,
that turns into flourishing fresco of amethyst allure.
As summer breeze blows silver sequins in satin night,
that floats on the mystique stream of the moonbeam,
I descry the sparkling sky descend in my garden,
as the lilies shine like diamond diadem of sprouting stars.
Celestial charisma dances with blossoming cadence,
pulsates in my heart with graceful intonation of rapture.
The colors exude luring luster of exquisite exultation
from the serenity of the splendorous florid facade.
Pining for the embrace of the entrancing fragrance,
I make an ornate vase in the cauldron of my yearning,
where I place the baroque bouquet of blooming buds,
enfolding my enthralled heart turning into lilac lily.
The train was zooming by,
When I saw her like a veil
A mystical angel
In the heavenly sky…
She was strolling in the street;
She was immaculately neat.
It was like a dream;
I wanted to scream:
Oh! God, Oh! Beauty,
I just peripherally
Saw the most beautiful woman
On earth! She was way gorgeous than an omen,
And prettier than an April bouquet of flowers;
She smiled and laughed like no other creatures.
What a Joy! What a Beauty!
What a treat,
To have mnemonically photographed such a woman,
Who smiled like a Baby,
And who educed a warm drop of rain
From my right eye,
Which caused my heart to beat
So profusely and to switch side,
And my spleen to quiver,
And my soul to beg and twitter.
Oh! God, this one had no flaws,
No scars, no thorns, and no claws;
No tattoos, no chains, and no rings.
Her hair was her wings;
She swam through the clouds like a proud swan,
Like a mermaid in the deep blue ocean.
Copyright August 6, 2009, Hebert Logerie, All Rights Reserved
Hebert Logerie is the author of several books.
Best man, maid of honor,
Father of the bride.
Toss the bouquet and the garter,
Groomsmen on the side.
In-laws, photographers, caterers…
Don’t forget to tip the waiters.
DJ stage, reception hall,
Gold bands, first dance, pillar to post….
And now a toast:
Here’s to prideful selfishness and petty vanities.
Those rocks and shoals can wreck your ship.
Suspicions will harbor resentment
And threaten your future contentment.
Be careful as you navigate your way.
Here’s to unresolved childhood issues
And deep-seated jealousies.
They can sabotage your happiness
And lead to endless miseries.
Beware these hidden dangers every day.
Here’s to poor communication
And a lack of empathy.
Emotional projections
That highlight imperfections…
The disrespect that only leads to tears.
Here’s to blissfulness and diligence,
Tolerance and vigilance,
Wedding rings and lovers’ knots,
Champagne and caveats.
Cheers!
SPRING SONATA
1,)Lovely of lovely
Lovely lovelies...
flower so deserving
purple roses, yellow lilies
comes before me such beauties
plant deliveries tulips
this is so much
Lovely of lovely
Lovely lovelies...
flower so deserving
spring sonata
(French version of 1)
Charmant de charmant
Belles beautés ...
fleur si méritant
roses pourpres, lis jaunes
vient devant moi de telles beautés
livraisons de plantes tulipes
c'est tellement
Charmant de charmant
Belles beautés ...
fleur si méritant
sonate de printemps
2.)sun flower, pink and red roses
Tulips with other flowers,
Adding new layers meaning to your bouquet
Asters are a love flower,
Pink alstroemeria conveys
My devotion and pink stargazer lilies represent prosperity.
Your my beautiful love flower
Just because you're romantic flower
Bouquet send with from you
Flowers romance arrangements
Overflowing with roses, lilies and tulips.
3.)Lovely of lovely
Lovely lovelies...
flower so deserving
bouquet you are I choose
early morning dew
I have chosen you
so glad I gotta
embrace my flora spring sonata
4/02/18
written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©
from anthology “SPRING SONATA ”