Plumeria Poems - Poems about Plumeria

The last Plumeria flowers Robert Chung The fall equinox passed away a long ago I’m the last flower left...

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the queen of flowers symbol of birth spring and love hued belle of the dawn elegant, lovely varicolored or one shade more fragrant at night a beloved queen on the green, scent meets freshness in hour of power darling of Hawaii for beauty, sunshine's falling in rich golden days...

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Memory intrudes In flash of insight; The moment exudes Poignant profound light. Passage of time here Collects sanguine blooms; Message in old cheer Surreal as strange rooms. So quickly now catch Plumeria fragrance; Watch old fancies match Scented lost brilliance. Coming back to see That well-seasoned tree; Flowering beauty In a timeless spree. Red and yellow-white Simple flowers speak; Breezy dance can cite Warm feelings that peak. Nicole Green of old Unfurls memories; Journeys calmly bold Forge our...

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Here by the road the old tree stands, Watching the sun rise and then fall; Watch change bring loads in wonder's plan, Watch seasons run with touch of gall. Touch bears the strain of moody sense, Hurts heal in time with pulse and poise; Hurts lined with pain wear bitter tense, Hurts break old chimes with awkward voice. Rise beyond sad the broken...

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Make what you will the old tree speaks, Yield to things fond in sanguine cheer; Prize a fond thrill as moments streak, Live thoughts that spawn a good feel here; Urge strains to reach a fine embrace, Mind and heart know a fruitful spree; Echo and niche pure soul and grace, Rich flowers show a zesty glee; Imprint a face of glorious tints, Answer...

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Scent of plumeria, Early evening stroll; Stray of nostalgia, Moist winds hurling toll. Curbside walkway route, Straying feet trample; Flowers grounded loud, A carpet ample. Old tree in moonlight, Streaks of radiant waves; A poignant insight, A pulse comes to save. In silence I Feel the stillness speak; A touch brings a sigh: Joy plus sadness peak. Leon Enriquez 23 February 2015 Singapore...

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September cascades Old plumeria tree sighs Blossoms of red and yellow Swiftly time evaporates The old year gone too soon Ageing new year ushers autumn Grounded time falls away A new September intrudes Once again with blossoms Flowery garden path Weathered wood bench welcomes A moonlit stranger's sigh The crickets are gathering A massive show of voice This surge of darkness greeting Dear wanderer take heed This fleeting world abides Within a...

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