Short Columbines Poems
Short Columbines Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Columbines by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Columbines by length and keyword.
Take wing upon a hummingbird
To mountaintops amid the pines
Down rugged trails to waterfalls
Sip nectar sweet from columbines.
A song so soft to soothe my soul
A frantic dance to stay in flight
Oh beat my heart to match the wings
Gild my spirit with rainbow light.
Categories:
columbines, animals
Form:
Light Verse
The waxing sun of April shines
Where once the woods of winter pined;
Now trilliums and columbines
Exult; where snow once lay, now find
Sweet-scented honeysuckle twined.
Where rime ran rife, where cold was keen,
Unfurling ferns of freshest green
Now burst beneath the budding trees,
And fragrant flowers of eglantine
Are bending in the brimming breeze.
Categories:
columbines, april, earth, flower, growth, nature, seasons, spring,
Form:
Dizain
Eden
Early bloom the yellows of spring,
ending the gray of winter’s bane;
entwined vines of columbines cling,
enthralled by silver drops of rain.
Enrobed in colors fresh and green,
ensconced in nature’s arms serene…
Eden hums as nightingales sing.
06-06-2018
Contest: Pleiades Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
Placement: 2nd
Categories:
columbines, beauty, garden, nature, paradise,
Form:
Verse
Whimsical love-in-a-mist
Himalayan blue poppy
Elegant lily of the Nile
Graceful columbines
Playful balls of hydrangea
Ravishing blue daisy
Humble globe thistle
Delicate flax blooms
Sublime forget-me-nots
Breathtaking cornflower
Exquisite blue anemone
Blooms of every shade of blue
Paradise for me and you
AP: 1st place 2020, Honorable Mention 2025
Posted on February 18, 2019
Categories:
columbines, beautiful, blue, flower, garden, paradise, peace, together,
Form:
Free verse
I am walking in silence,
listen to water and wind,
notice
the frost on the leaves in the shade,
the fivefold symmetry of the columbines,
the pica scurrying across the scree.
My feet follow
the rhythm of my breath
which, in turn, is molded
on the contour of the mountain.
My thoughts are
of breathing and walking,
breathing and walking
until I reach the summit
and realize
I spent the morning
in meditation,
every step
a prayer.
July 2, 2018
Categories:
columbines, mountains, nature, spiritual,
Form:
Free verse