Flower Personification Poems

Quote By Poet "The faces of pretty flowers will brighten anyone's day."

Here in a lovely garden we sit,
growing very close-knit.
Our faces of pretty color,
are bigger...

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I worry that my coat will murder me.
Hanging on Banister’s Edge it’s a man lurking, dark.

I’ve seen rows of killers shadowed and waiting,
hidden in the...

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Yesterday I was in the parched, red desert, where it pours only seldom,
Bearing joy for varicolored cacti blooms, a silvery shower, very welcome.
This morning I...

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Sitting on me, butterflies and dragonflies give poses.
Am I not, yet, less known than my fragrant sisters, Roses?

Am I not somewhat less cared for as...

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I was born cradled inside your palm   
within the perimeters of a safe haven  
brought to life by loving silty fingers 

Rose...

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My leaves never droop and my flowers stand high
I bloom through the year as the seasons pass by
I witness the daffodils stand proud and tall
I...

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My presence in your garden is precious
as timeless treasure that radiates glowing colors 
of brown, orange, pink, red, violet, white, and yellow
symbolizing everlasting love, vibrant...

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With loving care, like a mother, you placed me on God's kissed Earth,
You sprinkled me with Nature's drops, you fed and gave me worth.

You were...

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Sunlight's touch only by its flaming torchlight through majesty
Cornflower blue sky, drawn steadfastly upon my face, amid scarlet marigolds, 
Orange and pink dahlias, snapdragons, and...

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     Sunflower

             Me sunflower blooming on flower bed.
 ...

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I greet the mild sun,
as it ascends among peach and lilac hues.
Its golden rays caress pearly dewdrops,
resting upon my verdant leaves. 
My conical purple and...

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I am a delight to your garden, emerging strong and radiant
A neat eye-catcher behind the white picket fence 
where chipmunks have spectacular panoramic views for...

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Chipmunks tease us after we bloom
we're clueless as to why
the words of the birds and bees loom
we're small we don't deny

Grow low, we'll be out...

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I’m a lovely daffodil, yellow like the sun.
See me in my garden spot; I’m the mellow one.
Nearby are my tulip friends; how I love their...

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I am a bright red poppy grown in gardens near and far.
A Remembrance flower to honor our fallen, nothing to mar.
On the western front, in...

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