Short Florets Poems
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the roses in bloom
white florets on my pear tree . . .
g o n e a w a y in may
Enchanted meadow
With a sunflower glow,
It's a dragonfly's delight.
He's so pleased to meet
A princess sweet,
There on the florets, before her flight
O blame it on cruciferous.
The playing most muciferous.
Those florets of broc
portend a great shock.
The flaunt of the toot odoriferous.
8/25/2021
lilacs
tight clusters
of mauve florets
drained of their sweet nectar...
by bees
(Cinqku)
05,11,2019
Writing Challenge 1, May 2019 - Cinqku- Poetry Contest
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Symbol of nuclear disbarment
Sunflowers
Made of hundreds of tiny florets
Sunflowers
State flower of Kansas
Sunflowers
Country flower of Ukraine
Sunflowers
A sea of tiny suns
Sunflowers
Inspiring hope joy and peace
Sunflowers
prancing in the forest
not expecting lively
finding it anyway
twelve ragged edged florets
umbrae of lavender
periwinkle spider center
lying in the woods like a discarded faerie
pleated but not pleading
creating a fey fantasy
of mystique and life
A pale green, hairy, rough, strong stalk
Holds her up high every morn to sun her,
She, a brown dial of Fibonacci florets with
Decorated rays of pleasant yellow petals, the
Soil beneath works hard to keep them both strong
Ah! The orchestrated visual treat of sun lover flower.
Do not at oleander flowers rejoice
In the valley casting a shadow
Do not jubilate at a girl's lure
Until you perceive the deeds
You would get actually diseased
When you its nectar suck and florets chew
Be eventually hoodwinked by manifest charm
When no benefit from remorse reap.
Mirror
Beauty that an eye can collect,
Corporeal it will select,
As I sit in front of mirror,
Can never see the mind stirrer,
Fragrance of florets of heart won't ever reflect !
Written September 4th, 2014
By Dr. Upma A. Sharma
For contest 'Reflections of a florette' by Nette Onclaud
She was not mine for long.
Her man lived in a double-wide,
down a dusty Florida road.
With mouth and tongue,
I explored her
the florets,
her aromatic buds.
When we parted
she left me with a cough.
Shortly after, I took up with Jack D.
Strictly platonic
but we do sleep well together.
A teabag is snug
in an orange rind as it floats
on the brown sewage;
the spinach leaves swirl
as the drain gobbles and sucks,
and the brocoli
florets are hurried
to the steel beast's growling maw.
The peach liquid soap
sponges and perfumes
the kitchen. Sun-hued butter-
fly wings emerge, lift.
The sunflowers are heavy this year.
Gold has had iron added to it.
The fat round capitula
are seeded with a leaden density,
and bend to an inward gravity.
The great yellow florets are glorious
as ever,
but the heliotropes
seem now to turn listlessly
and the sun is masked
as if veiled by some malady,
or a rumor of one.
The sunflowers are heavy this year.
Gold has had iron added to it.
The fat round capitula
are seeded with a leaden density,
and bend to an inward gravity.
The great yellow florets are glorious
as ever, but the heliotropes
seem now to turn listlessly
and the sun is masked
as if veiled by some malady,
a rumor of a dying Autumn.
The sunflowers are heavy this year.
Gold has had iron added to it.
The fat round capitula
are seeded with a leaden density,
and bend to an inward gravity.
The great yellow florets are glorious
as ever,
but the heliotropes
seem now to turn listlessly
and the sun is masked
as if veiled by some malady,
or rumor.
The flowers have died back,
back into a darkening sun.
I did not see them wither
they fell between the light.
The blooms have slipped sideways
the way dead things do
when not tied down.
I did not see their passing,
I only saw the knuckled joints
of the dry stems
opening desiccated florets,
a last unraveling
of the no longer there.
Look forward a happy bond;
Life we begin again,
In same tone we had,
As initial days of love;
Let us sow the seeds
Of florets in our hearts;
Together we lay foundation,
Of serene fragrant paradise,
Where scions blossom,
Live in tranquillity and love;
No more,
Wish to look back;
The pain of separation,
The agony endured;
© Sadashivan Nair
I'm little Arianna
living in a fantasy land
with angelic wings as antenna .
On soft florets sitting grand.
Charming butterfly to astound.
Me as nice floral Regina.
So pretty flowers bloom all around.
in flowery arena..
Grass flowers #florets
Glistened with dew
Every time I see I loosen my heart over you
This Spunky lil elf
costless but worthy enough for grass itself
You are the first florets I learnt to draw
No less than daisy to ignore
Hearts they have is shining gold
Petals they hold are pure as peace
Peeping just above the ground
In the Meadows green it’s found
Lavender infusion,
Straight to the heart,
Beautiful purple,
Florets,
Aroma for life,
Pleasantly pleasing
Arousing perfumery,
Fragrance soothing,
Silence and serenity,
Calming!
My sweet
Scented elegance,
Lavender!
Taste of your kisses,
Romancing invitations
Messages flowering,
Attracting and desiring,
Sending letters,
To your one sweet love.
Wendy Jae
Hummingbird flirts over florets,
Until captivates the heart;
Petals glow in jocundity,
Assents to let kiss its bud;
Bird flutters wings,
Faster and faster;
Reaches deeper and deeper,
Into supple gland,
The bond evolves,
Intense love between both;
Quenches longing for nectar,
Serves in exchange,
Seeks pollen to Germinate;
Said the sages once,
Love is seek and give;
© Sadashivan Nair
Oh, be still . . . the tenderness of your mount flourishes thy peak,
as does the morning's day break bring sight to my troubled peace.
For the majesty of the florets above the green pastures speak,
as the mighty eagle soars so does my soul’s appreciation increase.
Oh, Mother Nature . . . my spirit arises with hope in your innate release.
Re-submitted September 16, 2016
Little Irish dasies
Puffballs
A child's delight
Dandelion wishes
Colors of the sun and the moon
Strong roots
All winter long
Lionstooth leaves
Green quickly
With the coming of spring
Bold florets of yellow
Open to the morning sun
Close to sleep at night
Puffballs
Monet's delight
Some greens
Some wine
Strong roots
All summer long
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4/6/19
While morning peeps
Daisies alight
Decked in laced white
Field bursts with hues
More blooms unfold --
Plums, clives so gold
And daybreak glints,
Flushed with soft sun
Kids humming...' fun'
Rows of florets
Flaunt their poses
Like whirled roses!
Baskets carry
Long- stemmed bouquets
Oh, lovely sprays
Buds of April ,
Glowing with charm
Their brushed tints...warm!
Love with nature is bliss of life,
It misleads all dread of life.
When Clouds appear in the sky,
When beautiful birds Fly.
When florets bloom and wane,
Allah can only create them again.
When sky shed tears,
Afterward rainbow appears.
Palatial buildings shift into ground,
Pond in nature Allah`s manifestations are all around.
Love with nature is bliss of life,
It misleads all dread of life.
By,
Asma Bashir
lavender florets
sway their hems to a gold wind...
as
queen bee jiggles
aisle of lush gardens
invite morn's jaybirds on flight...
coo
cooing sweet tunes
dew bathes newborn plants
evergreen their christened ribs...
from
heaven's blessings
such bright assemblage
displays lush April's glory
when
spring thrills charmed hearts
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Sponsor: Mystic Rose
4/10/2016