Peonies Poems - Poems about Peonies

... I am the cascading radiance, between apricot glows of gloaming, when mauve mists shift, mirroring sage seas of love, I look beyond silvery skies whilst selfless stars sprinkle, sizzlin......Read the rest...

...I smile, deceiving time, but my bewitching heart weeps, In the evenings when loneliness spreads its canvas with sparse stars. To love you – means I wish you fields of poppies under the illuminated ......Read the rest...

...I enjoy the sparkle of rainbow colors and pretty sheen's As my mind travels to worlds collected in many screens It’s an escape from my anxiety and daily troubles As I work and relax inside my crea......Read the rest...

... Cool comforts from the moon shining in Spring diverge from coming Summer's scorching sun. Sweet honeysuckle lifts its trumpet string to set swift tempo for the Springtime fun. The peo......Read the rest...

...To the legend of silence that speaks in trembling stillness I’ve seen your halcyon halo~ that illuminates wilted weeds and tilted tendrils unfolding perfumed wings, allowing sizzling seas of ......Read the rest...

...Peonies plum and white on the table of grace at nigh sundown's scarlet; greet the hour with fragrance as dusk becomes starlit. Peonies plum and white bring joy to the evening of gold......Read the rest...

...Creative Columbine, rich and vibrant, In hues of blushing rose, soft As shadows fading beneath the moonlight, Glorious sighs, planted in colors, Black earth, fresh as the dawn, And basking in th......Read the rest...

... "We can't ever fathom, when the ceasing flicker of hope flutters away, and escapes to an endless forest......Read the rest...

...From roses to peonies, from peonies to lovers im swinging on the bench during the deepest Halloween night like a crazy cicada enamorada wrapped around the body of my beloved like the tangle of a vin......Read the rest...

...When you are an agonizing echo from a benevolent voice, life exhales in mahogany haze, spreading across the lachrymose meadows as scarred rivulets of sandalwood scents, where ceram......Read the rest...

...In the middle of the night, when the butterflies dance to the moon's song, I create constellations with the map of my soul, allowing astral lights across feathery skies to guide my ch......Read the rest...

...Perpetually praising poet's perforce presence, particular poets persevere penniless, proudly, people present peonies, prizes, poet's perennial prose, poesy, pacific, provocative, purposeful, pai......Read the rest...

... Outside the bakery's window, my brother and me. Without a single penny for desire. ......Read the rest...

... Here, I scribble a letter to the rhapsodical rose, dipping my quill in stardust that slips like a violet waterfall from the tips of white oak trees. These marigold orbs shine ......Read the rest...

...“Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before” Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven. I’m sitting on the cusp ......Read the rest...