Short Crocuses Poems
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Minding as we step,
counting crocuses we walk,
taking snowdrop stops,
sharing with the afternoon,
joys of two boys now it's spring.
The weather turns white
A sign of Spring, blossoming
Crocuses in Snow
[based on "Crocuses in Snow"
painting by Olena Kishkurno]
In the hoping of a dream,
of the February rising violet crocuses,
that shattered from significant sorrow-
as you became an ageless traveler,
of the deeply welcoming ambient universe.
Spring
spectacular, resplendent
breathtaking, surprising, striking
daffodils, crocuses, hydrangeas, daisies
sweltering, stupefying, relaxing
magnificent, sensational
Summer
Autumn leaves
in the color of the sun
feed the Earth
Branches bare and gaunt
decorate the sky...
life in disguise
The crow descends
and observes
humanity in winter
Spring whispers;
crocuses stir
and meet the sun
Spring
colourful, fresh
awakening, burgeoning, bursting
crocuses, daffodils, bluebells, blossom
mowing, rolling, planting
heatwave, drought
summer
5th May 2021
Summer or Spring Diamante Poem Poetry contest
Sponsor - Caren Krutsinger
as if agreeing
lilacs bob their heads in breeze
....crocuses amused
warming their faces
tulips look towards the sun....
just happy to be
delightfully vain
partiers in spring dresses
.... flowers in full bloom
a gentle rain falls
newly budding trees
new grasses appear
pink crocuses up
warmer weather now.
shedding sweaters
sandals appear
time for new lambs
a quick road trip.
stow away
galoshes
and mittens.
enjoy
welcome
SPRING!
Written March 1, 2021
Crocuses in bloom
By Michelle Morris
25/02/2021
Crocuses in bloom bless the landscape -
Purples, blues and whites scattered around to their heart's delight;
Trumpeting spring with colourful silence,
Embracing the sun's rays and reflecting nature's perfection...
© Michelle Morris, 2021
Sunny today
but Oh what a chill
The wind inhales and exhales
the trees bend on the hill
Winnie the Poohs Blustery Day
just cannot compete
In like a lion and out like a lamb
I am so tired of paying for heat
I long for crocuses, tulips and green
it seems like ages since they have been seen
Scarcely had the snow melted
when the violet crocuses bloomed.
I gaze at your crimson scarf—
the one you left behind a year ago
as you vanished into the amethyst dusk.
Once again, I have watched through a hematite night;
a burgundy dawn slowly fades away,
and still, I wait for your iridescent return.
Take time to linger,
at the sweet cherry blossom,
at the fresh rosebuds,
green leaves sprouting,
daffodils in full bloom.
Crocuses opening their mouths wide,
just like the frogs on the lily pads.
Purples, yellows spring forth amongst the -
withering white of snowdrops.
And simply just breathe,
just breathe.
careful observation required
Spring belied its name
used to jump out
around the side of my cottage
with yellow crocuses,
made by sun for sure,
and white snow drops
their drooping blooms
peek from leafy blankets.
this year I caught it.
its very beginning
slowed by arctic lips
blowing cold kisses
whistling up frigid winds.
COME OH SPRING
Oh Spring
Please, please come soon
To loosen winter’s grip
And bring us hope of life anew.
With crocuses and yellow daffodils
And multi-coloured tulips too.
New leaves upon the trees.
Bees awaking
Oh Spring
21st January 2023
Pen a Rictameter, Hopes of Spring Return poetry contest
Sponsor - M L Kiser
Refreshing time is spring time
To see new growth appear
Amazing colours take my breath
Sweet spring time is finally here.
To see the mass of snowdrops
A carpet white like snow
The daffodils and crocuses
The colours seem to glow.
The beauty of this season
Is more than words can say
Just sitting in my garden
On a gorgeous spring time day.
rhythmic staccato
interrupts the morning calm
pileated drums
red crest, pointed beak
penetrate the slumbered fog
now the forest hums
crocuses burst forth
joyfully joining the dance
a welcome spring comes
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THIRD PLACE WINNER
for the "A Lovely Day" Poetry Contest
sponsored by BJ Legros Kelley
written 02/20/2022
Rain be gone,
I'm done with you.
Bring on spring,
Earth starts anew.
Flowers bloom,
Wild birds sing.
I'm through with winter,
Bring on spring.
Daffodils, crocuses,
Lilacs too,
Frost replaced
By morning dew.
Breathe fresh air
In sunshine bright.
Raise your face
To bright sunlight.
Happiness shines
With the sun.
Winter be gone,
You are done.
Arrives,
spring in green hues.
Buds and blooms opening.
The crocuses are in full bloom,
violet and pink amid slender leaves.
Bees rally round and songbirds chirp,
flying from tree to tree.
Season of cheer,
Arrives!
Jan.19.2023
~ Placed Second~
Hopes of Spring’s Return Poetry Contest
Sponsor- M.L.Kiser
You're wearing a Sombrero
though you're not on holiday
Do your children wash
behind their ears?
An aladdin's cave is awaiting you
Its down Croydon
with a topical Sunday Market
The Autumn crocuses
hypnotize you like unwritten sentences
We fled in grief
drawn to dark stained sands
Why not scorn the passing centuries
with the spat mouth of roots and berries
Barbara Valentine Sublime!
May I be your Valet?
Drive your Horse & Buggie?
Spark your Wish Come True!
Blooma “Bootiful” as a Lily of the Valley,
Here are 3 kisses & a “huggie”,
May Shalom Beis thus accrue!
Warm envelope addressed to our foray,
To Brookside where Crocuses Tug Ye,
Roses are Red & so my bowing knee,
My ears are yours to listen to your dream anthology!
long stretched-out nights shrink
icicles melt drip by drip...
wild geese honk in flight
pushing through the snow
shoots rise up toward the sun...
crocuses sprouting
green dapples the trees
winter slowly slips away...
short days grow longer
a change in seasons
life gets rejuvenated...
color’s replenished
harbingers of spring...
songbirds sweetly sing
My garden
Roses peeped in all grace
as waved the white scented flowers,
Irises spruced up on tall stalks
as crocuses stood like trumpets,
Blue bells spruced a frilly lace
and glamourised the heavenly place,
Red and yellow on green grass
floated to garnish the palette,
Of colourful lovely garden,
the vibrant mind garden !!
Written August 28th, 2015
© Dr. Upma A. Sharma
daffodils
dandelions
snowdrops
and crocuses
spontaneously
sprout as warm
breezes
melt the snow
setting
frozen creeks
and rivers
free for fish to spawn
as colorful flowers
bloom
in April showers
The ground is dusted white with snow
Reminding us of what we know –
That winter’s here (or just about),
The snow removing any doubt.
The temperature may rise or dip
But we’ll remain in winter’s grip
Until beneath the frozen mud,
The crocuses burst forth and bud.
We cannot battle Nature’s plan
So we should all do what we can
To take the next three months in stride
And when it’s brutal, stay inside.
God's kingdom unfolding slowly,
Each tree and green leaf,
Reaching to greet the day,
A robin sits on a long branch,
Singing a beautiful song,
A blue jay spreads its' wings,
While sitting on a pine branch,
Nature to be admired and adored,
The faded grass restored again,
Appearing a dark lush green,
White snowdrops and purple crocuses,
Spring in bloom beautifying God's kingdom.
Author:Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz