Flowers Rhyme Poems

Born among stars, for a star, too, am I
A scion of the Earth and the star-filled sky
Helios, my name, called by ancient ones
Stardust clings as...

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I love nature…everything about her…
her mountains, her flowers, her animals, her oceans…her sky, her seas…
and from the time I was born I’ve had a certain...

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Pastel flowers and velvet greens

quickly matured through July days;

refining fullness, but alas

surrendering to August's phase.

Too soon, this time will quickly pass

unveiling hints of Autumn's blaze.
...

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BUTTERFLY IN THE RAIN

If you read my poems I’m sure you can tell by the words I use
how often my child and adult are uniting…
but...

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Where did you go
Where have you gone
Please tell me you will be back
You won’t be long

Or are you in your little cottage
Above the clouds in...

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He was intrigued
for she was different from the rest
and he found her complex
so he was challenged and perplex

there was a romantic complication
for she wasn't a...

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The twilight drifts like a silver swan,
And soft winds hush the weary day.
I linger where the shadows run,
Dreaming of you though far away.

The river hums...

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We stood in front of a field of sunflowers…mesmerized by every one…
and watched each sunflower under a cloudy sky…do it’s best to find the sun.
...

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What is the mystery of hair?
Beauty that regales
Curls as song
Knots that bind,
Touches that long.
Blondes play in the sun,
Tempting amber shades,
Brunnetes brown and dark
Flirt with young...

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Born out of time, 
I felt different from mankind. 
As a child I would fly at night 
and leave the body behind.

Soaring like an eagle
I...

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There's abandon the stage playing music too loud
And abandon the podium in front of a crowd
Abandon the radio is playing a tune,
And I once saw...

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Death is not our story's end
     Far from the garden where we tend
        ...

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In the mountains one of our favorite activities..because of all that it contains…
is to sit out on our porch and experience the rain.

Rain is free…it...

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While wending my way one sunny day
in no particular direction
on stopping for reflection
I took a look at flowers by the rustic fence
beside a gnarled old...

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“Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar.” Carl Sandburg.

My creativity...

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