Short Begonias Poems
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cat, death, dog, drink, flower, rain, water,
My begonias died today
They sucked up all their water
It rained cats and dogs!
they think they are being sneaky
but… their giggling gives them away
the pink begonias are shaking with mirth
I see their silk hats with pretty bows
chipmunks are awesome!
A brawl broke out at the local plant sale
The normally meek started to flail
Their begonias and orchids around
Geraniums were ripped right out of the ground
Look at them wrong and they'll fight you without fail.
Pigeon
A pigeon (with
baking powder all over her on the
backyard deck chair next to
the pot of
begonias once told me, ‘To
provoke public opinion against or
for anything all you have to do is
press your elbows together.’ A
dumbfounded Oh was
my reaction.
your voice I still hear
“The begonias are pretty”
I turn, see no one
caught a fish today
wish I could cook it for you
how you loved seafood!
you watch from heaven
still guiding me on my path
spirit lives in me
For Francine’s Senryu for Mom contest
A prime splendid blossoming;
My passion is the lonely bloom;
On that day my soul grew floral;
Deep into that garden treeing
Oh, the trees;
Oh, those flowers;
In a kingdom begonias full
Roses and Marigolds;
Upon horizon peaks
Floral garden speaks
Flowers yes flowers
Floral garden speaks
Upon horizon peaks;
Oh!
the trees;
Oh!
those flowers...ever so
ahhh! amazing
Floral
Two Bees or Not To Be
Bumble bees buzz busily
In Betty’s big back yard
Balmy breezes blow in from the bay
Beautiful the butterflies
That flutter here and there
Bluebells and begonias gently sway.
Beyond the far horizon
Below the setting sun
Bobbing boats upon the water blue
And far above the seagulls soar
Bemoaning with their cries
Two inconsequential mortals,
Me and you
Wild, red roses undulate, in the windswept way,
Purple peonies flutter, along the breeze highway,
Blue and pink daisies waltz, in pathways of sun,
Delicate lilies waver, in gentle cream commotion.
Green grasses ripple, going to hued sunset end,
And orange begonias quiver, in a gold weekend,
Black and red irises shake, under bluest of blue,
As peach dahlias quake, on lanes fresh and new.
Black beads hung around her neck.
Begonias fill her hair.
Golden bangles on each wrist.
Crimson lips and eyes that stare.
A feather gliding forward
Like a swallow on still air
Void of every passion
A heart filled with life’s despair
Sweet dreams dead from sorrow,
No worldly joy to share.
She drifts in solemn solitude
For the love that is not there.
written ©2018.11.12
A garden
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Ms Ruthie's Garden my neighbour ;
she had such pretty pearl white peonies;
red, yellow, oranges roses and begonias;
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had a pure immaculate lawn;
on purpose separately grown dandelions;
pick, cut the leaves washed boil them in a pot;
Ms Ruthie dandelions from her garden,
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...tasted as good or better than collard greens
6/10/20 ©2020
Garden Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Dear Heart
3rd placePlacement in the contest