Short Florets Poems

tiny wild bouquet
florets dance in purple hues ~
violet parade...

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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...

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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
Sponsored by: Dear Heart...

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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...

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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...

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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....

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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...

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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....

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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....

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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....

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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....

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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....

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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....

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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

Dandelion Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
4/6/19...

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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...

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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




MYSTICS SPLIT HAIKUS Contest
Sponsor: Mystic Rose
4/10/2016...

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Azure streams silted with cotton bows
Green, svelte carpet spreads below
Silken florets on tawny branches glow
Yellow daffodils cloak the meadow row
Purple violets' royal fabric vaunted hills hallow
On servile plain, feathery dandelions spread umbrella
Along hedge rows, creamy honeysuckles with sweet dew flow
In dense, brown brush; fledgling chicks from saffron gapes bellow
On the forest floor; jittery, gray squirrels deplete nutty escrow...

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Bees




Tiny souls buzzing 
and humming,
Swaying with 
air waves afloat,

As rich colourful 
florets beguile,
fragrance in breeze 
antenna senses,

A gratifying feast 
of nectar regales,
while no endeavour 
to touch the sky,

Hoists the pollen 
in nescience,
benevolence of 
nature redefined,

Twilight of dusk
they return to hive, 
Mustering honey 
is a bee's delight !




Written Sept 22nd, 2016
For contest "Bees" by Shadow Hamilton...

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Twee…Twee,
Twi…twiti…twi;
We are birdie sing a song,
wake up Sun,
It’s time to work;
Ghosty night gone,
was past,
Now in bright side of life;
‘O’ my Sun give us warmth,
Glisten us with your ignis;
Twee…Twee,
Twi…twiti…twi;
Florets they bloom,
Wet in ravishing dew,
Strewing tipsy scent;
Wavy breeze cooling us,
We flutter dance;
Its a time beak to beak,
We are birdie sing a song,                        
Twee…Twee,
Twi…twiti…twi;
 
© Sadashivan Nair?...

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Vile vertian growth of no delight
Who will not pass beyond the craw,
Whose colour is unnatural bright,
No twig do I detest the more.
Dispatch you! For you will not sate
For hunger I would rather greet,
Your clogging florets gag the pate’
Your presence? It insults the meat!
From whence you came I do not know
You are naught upon the tongue,
A plague on those, your seeds, do sow
O rot in ground, be done!
Vile vertian growth of no delight
Be banished, ever from my sight....

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