Marigold Poems - Poems about Marigold

The rising sun cheers all to start the day with liveliness. Carrots and pumpkins feed all to feel the day with abundant energy. Marigolds in the vase welcome all to face the day with passion and assertiveness. Butterflies in the garden wish all to make their day dynamic and exuberant. Traffic cones on the road alert all to deal...

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Marigolds bloom for you, Morning light breaking through, Memories old, yet true, Marking paths we've once crossed, Majesty never lost, Mirrors of love’s soft glow, Mellowing hearts, we grow....

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Time here is measured by the lint-clogged resurrections of air-conditioners. All of us have had to learn to shout past our souls. Dulled minds are churned awake. Fractured nights slumber on beneath the rocky rumble of nearby ice-machines. The ‘Marigold’ is unmarried, divorced and abandoned, but for those still not seeking lonely there are midnight do-overs. Behind the days horizon a desert sky still thirsts in the mouths of discarded...

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roses and roses around unveiling scarlet drops echoing voices where raindrops fall a rally of imperfection painted into .. tapped touches sudden whirling whispers secretively drew blood prickly feistiness thriving in haze spun surroundings.. twinkling doves suffocating in an angelical sisyphus halo tender moonlight bringing an eunoia swiftest remnant nemesis against armies of withering shadows.. ebullient blooming daises manipulating fluorescent beauties with a frantic fabricated aurora in a frantic peony...

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“It does not matter if you are a rose or a lotus or a marigold. What matters is you are flowering.” Rajnesh Placed 10th in: Admire a Summer Flower Poetry Contest Sponsored by Jay Narain ...

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Merrily, I sway in the sunlight. Multi-layered corolla full bright Mostly found in yellow, red, and creamy white Musky and pungent aroma, though slight Makes mosquitoes run away in fright. Men have no menace from their itchy bite. Mount on a hollow stem, which has low height. My presence brings festive mood and delight. My looks make your garden...

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I am a dainty, colorful marigold. Or at least that's the story I'm told. I was born in a big, green, and grassy yard. Growing up was awfully hard. But now, my fiery orange petals are out, And I can wave them all about. I love to soak up that bright, yellow sun. And being kissed by a delicate, winged butterfly is...

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A Rose Tears the Earth open And grows peach petals, Resembling a sunrise shining On indigo canvas, penetrating the sombre Sky with downy rays of marigold to brush away nocturnal inky reveries, Enticing the world to open its eyes and inhale the moment, beckoning bright hues to imbue the cosmos with crystalline vibrancy....

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Such wonder in fields of marigold Flaxen dame beauteous to behold Gently partake of nectar flutterby Upon fairwinds on balmy sigh Midas must’ve tarried near To tint floral atmosphere Supple petals utmost grand Abundant allure, blessed land Meadows sway to natures refrain Lush tis emerald terrain Sodden by summer storm Refreshed tis bonnie form...

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Twinkling stars were receding rapidly, as I had always known they would, When rouge sun touched the eastern sky, to color a whole neighborhood. The timid alabaster moon was in hiding, taking with him, his native luster, As myriad fireflies retreat dark nights, to where the wilder blooms cluster. A speckled rooster stood with bated breath, anticipating his big...

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Serene waters running like bridges Faultless shoreline on the edges Decent horizon meeting the ridges Echoes through the mountain ranges Tender air gently blowing Like a chaste stream of elixir flowing Fine evergreen freely growing Like a matchless charm glowing From the concrete plains of the west To the rugged hills of the east I...

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I power supply fails bright moon: substitute square cloud-houses smile light II african winter less sun - enough for some: marigold, geranium exult...

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LITTLE CHILD read the dictionary: a poem about all things! Strains of marigold those shadows of dancing old! Ashes to ash all-in-all a mental addiction burning wells of poetry all souls a poem Cut yourself with A's and create imaginary gardens with real toads real change -- the only poem And Life is brazenly amazing leaving no time for thought. is what i heard. :: 12.28.2021 ::...

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Spring morning, so still. Alone, on a marigold hill. Sudden storm, God's will. 5/3/2021 ...

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When I was twelve my mother gave me a packet of marigold seeds and asked me to plant them in the ground around the west corner of the house, where the sun shone the brightest in the afternoons. I had to prepare the earth first, which she showed me how to do. It was fun,...

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