Short Floras Poems

Amidst the broken woods
Sprout the flowers hued;
Under the harlequin wonders
Euphoric fairies play and wander
Sans seeds these floras arise
~ The bloom of mushrooms

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Autumn has started.
Yellow leaves found their way home
to each other’s warmth.

Then, there was Winter.
Embraced the foliage, coldly,
freezing the lovers.

Thereafter was Spring.
Rainfall began to descend,
drowning the floras.

And last, was Summer.
Ending the fourfold seasons
for the two of us…...

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Colorful beauties fly around,
their wings filled with rapture,
could not manipulate the ecstasy
plunged into the fragrant floras

Bounced up and down across flowers
No chaos,no tiredness,no quarrel
Divine scene,sprinkled cool drizzles
Zeal they imposed on me is immortal 

 I hummed the beautiful songs
They gracefully danced in the sky
Ethereal stress busters they're
Wipe away my tears and anxieties...

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Amidst the hushed whispers of a fading day 
I wander, lost, through paths rosy poised thorns 
Seeking solace in the floras sweet newly buds
Rose petals scattered, viscera of spite 
Petals that once adorned the beauty's scorn 
Now wither, like the nigh memories we cling 
To the fleeting moments of  sugar cloy
In darkness, chanting mantra whispers low 
Ennui’s eternal flame, that burns dire
A symbol of peace, in the heart's darkest night 
A secret garden, where seeds take root in fire...

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As Mother Nature strolls across her lands,
Remembering the pusywillows there. 
Bedecked with ferns and roses in her hands.
She visits them while deeply breathing air.
Their unique scent infusion; she commands.
Those puffs of silky gray on branches bear
A sign to all that warmer days are near.
That springtime floras, rosebuds, shall appear.

© February 29, 2012
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest:  pusywillows or daffodils 	 
Sponsored by: Francine Roberts...

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