Long Gladiolas Poems

There are smells and sights and tastes which always remind 
of Grandma with her rows of flowers bright,
the red of poppy the gladiolas white, the blue of spring violets vain 
the scent of lilacs in...

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I have always believed there is more to life than what my eyes can see
more questions than I can answer…more riddles…more mysteries.

I have always believed signs from our loved ones abound…
even from those loved ones...

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There are certain smells, sights,and tastes,
which will always remind me of Grandma.

The yellow of freshly molded butter;
thin, floral china tapping on a white porcelain tabletop;
the frail softness of my own thin skin,
veined now with the...

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After taking a week-long break, went for a walk this morning
Saw decorations of Mother Nature for summer’s welcoming
Sun was shining with its multi million glimmers
Soft breeze was blowing making the walk feeling pleasurable
Trees on the...

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How delightful is the softest sound of a clear and starry summer's night,
You may hear a moth bashing up against a cottage window pane near a lamp,
If you listen really hard you can hear him...

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We are partly into an early Spring and the horses' struts with their
heads held up. White Palominos all, majestic beauties they'd be in the
heart of the little village passing by the central square where the...

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Love and Flowers

I just had a great idea. Have Poetry Soup eliminate
all advertisements from Poetry Submission Form.
They are really getting to be a pain when I keep
accidentally turning them on. Advertisements are 
spread all over...

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Legacy

By my father’s hands
A legacy was left for me
I won’t disappoint
The inheritance is important to me
Green pastures and many pine trees
The land he labored was for me
The red dirt and gravel roads
He left it all...

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Status of Super Clematis

So what is the status of my super Clematis?
We hope our Hollyhocks are glad to see us
And what if flowers became a beautiful Rose?
With energy earnestly grows and grows.

Many nice words are...

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And there it was…
a rose colored, winding path,
a narrow passage, maze like, but easily traversed

With a bent nail in the wood,
no gate remained, only rusted hinges
but beautiful rusted hinges they were

I felt their curves and...

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The Gathering Time

Sweltering cloying wet heat.
Gladiolas in bunches displayed along the roadside by their handlers,
Covered only by sheets at night, restless, waiting for a breeze.
Beef steak fruit, sweet corn, black diamond melon sweetness.  

Then...

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Ornate is the ironwork that I peer through
as my fingers grasp the garden gate,
and I open my eyes to my Wonderland.

My bare feet step down the moonlit path,
where fireflies twinkle amongst the stars
that reflect upon...

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Lost Garden

Lacy, lovely lilac wisteria
Drape over an old weathered garden fence,
Behind the gate, the history of a family,
Life loved, life cherished, life spent.

There’s a plaque with a name you wouldn’t know
Pinned on dilapidated boards,
A robin...

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Looking down from starry eyes
into a world of floral and roses
the vision I find between the blades
as I walk through miles of Poppies and Orchids
of an extraordinary sight,
not lavished or intense but soft and sweet,
beyond...

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I dreamt of blue birds
and buzzing bumble bees.
I roamed with the bison herds,
prayed with mantis on our knees,
and butterflies in the breeze.

I greeted the cheery chickadees,
dragonflies, and snowy owls.
I marveled at graceful manatees.
raucous sounds of...

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Cream colored tulips and satin red roses
   intermix fluid in the garden.
One flower fades away as another takes it place,
  like croci giving in to daffodils.
Marsh daisies and wild violets blend between...

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October is a full box of thirty-six crayolas
Oranges, reds, gold…like sparkling colas,
Refreshing the soul like vibrant violas
Taking us higher in colorful gondolas,
All the true colors of summer gladiolas.

Rustle of the browns much like brawn
Damp with...

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Meadow of Evermore Rise,
Verdant greens of envy neath the skies,
Emerald breathes swirl wayward bound,
The scene repeats the olivine surround,
Spray of jade gladiolas emerges for eyes.

The cool rocky fence tinged moss lies,
Gathered sage on display, tossed...

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My gardens have grown by leaps and bounds thanks to incredible amounts of
rain in the past two days; every piece of vegetation seems taller, and healthier.
The green of the grass accentuates the yard in such...

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Champagne glasses of delve roses, reds, yellows, whites, poses
and crystal brims as its hold,

Lilies, just plain lilies, yes, white lilies, galore, there here, there,
everywhere, who cares what hold

Pockets of marigolds lain in brevity resting on...

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Nature poses in Her spring frock,
dressed in all Her regal splendor.
And tends Her gladiolas, in
the guise of a flower vendor.

Her hair perfumed with jasmine,
Nature poses in Her spring frock.
And the epitome of poise,
She sits gracefully...

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The pansies together like grace notes
Pinks, purples, yellows harmonize in spring
A choir with violets, their counterparts,
Throwing a glorious warm weather fling
Sweet harbingers of summer make me sing.

My favorite time of the year will soon arrive
Daisies...

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The pansies together like gentle hearts
Purples, pinks, yellows harmonize in spring
A choir with violets, their counterparts,
Throwing a glorious warm weather fling
Sweet harbingers of summer make me sing
My season of the year will soon arrive
Coneflowers and...

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August’s dry winds scorch the landscape
While I sit here in the shade of a weeping willow
Watching tiny dust devils twirl and spin along the pavement
Living heat dances, wavering gently the scenery before my eyes
While poppies...

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