Flowers Romanticism Poems | Examples
These Flowers Romanticism poems are examples of Romanticism poems about Flowers. These are the best examples of Romanticism Flowers poems written by international poets.
You walk on the shallow path of my heart
treading lightly not to cause chaos
really you are in my head
starting a riot of love and hate
I run to my magical place
where butterflies and fireflies light my way
leading me in the right direction
as flowers fall from trees
landing uniquely around my feet
calm and reflecting
Daylight begins to gently break;
across the secrets that our spirits keep.
I walk a path as ancient shadows wake;
with a pulse of flowers beneath my feet.
Your laughter is the wind within the trees;
no map is needed for this sacred ground,
A melody that puts my heart at ease;
where each step a virtue we have found.
I’ll follow where your serene beauty leads;
with you, the world is vivid, vast, and sweet;
amidst wild brambles and o'er halcyon meads;
with a pulse of flowers beneath my feet.
The summer breeze murmurs sweet nothings
like a lullaby for an unruly child,
but sun and flowers and such things
like gentle rain, and we are beguiled,
you and and I together blossom
petals as soft as whispers in the night~
touching we dissolve into light
as dawn prepares another piece
in the puzzle of life.
He is day's melody
adorned by sun-blessed winds
rich and dark the manly warmth,
he always holds me ,caressing my hours
with spritz of a thousand songs...
Commanding flowers to unfold
the scent of his presence
mingles with that unmistakable
woody musky aroma,
lingering in whiffs of air,
heady and ambrosial
a fragrance natural, not bottled nor diluted
that my ardor burns.
And I become his starlight , his woman
he leans on me for water's sustenance,
with pulses of reverence and wonder.
Somehow , at all times I know.
in a forest of naked trees,
his potent balm protects our nakedness...
It was ours, this spirit...not to be shared
Clouds of grey hues,
Swim across the air above.
A dove is flying high,
Racing to reach his nest below.
You can feel the rain,
Drizzling droplets from the sky.
Pouring as it comes,
Faster and faster raindrops fly.
The soil becomes saturated by water.
Flowers dancing mirthfully,
Through their pads where they rooted.
Blades of grass seem happy, too!
Poise, the clouds of grey hues.
Balance and harmony,
They do bring,
For all the living things!
When I woke up this morning,
With the Sun's glowing rays
I leaned forward to feel
The warmth of it on my face.
I, sitting on the porch,
Watching nature awaken
Birds come out for feeding
I was excited and shaking.
The wind blows softly,
The trees wave their leaves
Like they were saying:
Good morning to me.
The doves in the background,
Are cooing for more.
Cotton ball clouds: of greys and white,
Roaming the sky above feels right
The smell of rain permeates the air
Flowers unfold pedals
Forms the beauty out there.
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Flowers before my eyes
Dancing below the skies
Flowers for your eyes
Twirling yellow in dyes
Flowers I offer you
Waltzing for me and you
Flowers I send to you
Two hearts, me and you
Waltz of flowers
In the morn shining in pedestals
Flowers like showers
In the night scenting like petals
Waltz of fragrant flowers
In my heart you are mine
Flowers in radiant towers
In your heart I will dine
Waltz of scented flowers
Dancing without fetters
Waltz of painted lovers
Together blooming with forevers
You are the season that opened my heart
the birthday present my eyes sought
the sun rises and you’re in my thoughts
as night falls our world’s seemingly apart
the Spring comes and flowers bloom
a new friendship blossoming through
I see the stars sparkling above
and even as they fade the sky
the glow is left within my sight
sitting in front of a new moon
romantic white clouds before my eyes
unlikely the sign of fire and water
sitting enchanted on cloud nine
fearless to chance the darkness behind
for when the heart meets the moon
a Light will shine through.
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The Essense Of You
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You are as warm as the glorious sunshine
That nourishes the flourishing delicate flowers
And lovingly helps them grow
You sparkle so bright
Like the diamond stars in a velveteen
Awe-inspiring sky at night
You are more precious and beguiling
Than a newborn babies precious first smile
You fill my world with vibrant color
And make life so worthwhile
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You are as pure as a clear fresh mountain flowing stream
You are the reason my destiny
Every day with you is a cherished dream
You understand and heal the hurting child
Inside of me.
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Peter Dome©2020.
Sky feelings
gently traveling
past rainbow ledges
away from tall grasses
that smile at the ruffling.
Sky feelings floating
past majestic oak trees, the
keepers of the aged secrets,
champions of the forest,
Sky feelings, approaching the
fragile, dainty flowers
who rapidly conjure up their own
unique feelings
Sky feelings, looking for a naïve or mushroom,
who can retain the peace they
were asked to bring to
the meadow.
Thy Silent Thoughts
So beautiful are thy silent thoughts
I would watch thine eyes all day.
There is wonder in them, as the sun's first flash
Through tumult of ocean spray;
In them the shining calm of upland pools
Mirrors the glory round,
And their shadows are the shadows of sweet flowers
Upon the summer ground.
So beautiful are thy silent thoughts
I would watch thine eyes all day;
More beauteous in their silence than the stars,
Than the silent stars, are they.
R. J. Lindley,
November 9th, 1973
Loves temperamental warm waters
Flow from heart to heart in sweet repose
As delicate as a butterflies wings
As fragrant as a valley of flowers
As soft and tender as the petals of a flourishing rose.
A fusion of souls
Cast from the same mould
The greatest treasure a gift from God
That mankind can behold.
An exciting awakening of deep emotion
Romance the glue that bonds two hearts so true
With up most devotion
As pure and unblemished
As new fallen snow
As fresh and invigorating as a clear mountain stream
The path to golden sunsets
The gateway
To our hearts desire
And longed for dreams.
Peter Dome.Copyright.2015. June.
She is as warm and as welcoming
As the morning smiling sun
That awakens the fragrant vibrant flowers to bare their souls
Toward the unblemished sky
And amidst the treetops way up high
Evoke the birds to sing their joyous song
Among the morning blissful throng.
She is as refreshing and as thirst quenching
As the warm summer rain
Showering me in tender love
Giving me so much euphoric pleasure
Forever lost in the perfect dream
And the sweetest pain.
I am truly blessed.
Peter Dome.Copyright 2015.May.
New Beginning's
The night sky closes,
And the dawn's light begins.
Dew forms from the night set,
And falling in the morning sky,
Covering what lies beneath.
The wind blows softly,
As clouds roll through the sky.
The sun, peeking back and forth,
From the horizon of nature
In the skies journey.
The fields, now glistening with dew,
That sets the new beginnings.
The flowers drink the dew,
That lies on their pedals.
New growth begins,
From the dew lying to form the nature.
And now, the new beginning has begun.