Short Flower Girl Poems
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~ a teenage girl plays ~
~ he loves me, he loves me not ~
~ with a sunflower ~
Date written: 07/19/2019
Flower Girl
Special day
Gentle curl
Fragrant bouquet
Soft spoken words
Adorned with lace
Seed for the birds
Smiles crown her face
Copyright McCuen 2009
In the trash goes
the wilted bouquet of peonies
he meant to give the girl
that caught his eye
The shy boy lacks the courage
to do so! He's moving on, I surmise?
Date written: 06/20/2019
Sophie
Fell from heaven
Hated and abandoned
Trodden under by everyone
Trapped in the cracks of the earth by her roots
A lamb came to the lonely sun
And lifted the flower
Who is known as
Sophie
Little Island Girl
picking a bouquet
of a floral garden land
tropical garden
picking a bouquet
is such a little darling
little Island Girl...
11/13/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Petite orange carrots were slipping off of her hat
Lilies and petunias said “what do you think of that?”
Roses and carnations gave a little appreciation dance.
Celery and parsley flavored a stew south of France.
in wonderment she waltzed to womanhood -
wildflower whirlwind
met world
A daisy-faced sky. Of all
Reawoke freshness
The most trustful lit, so leant
In its cheerfulness.
Pale, spotless, impeccable.
Where's its schoolgirl's mime?
Besides, Day, as flushed to greet
Its well past which time!
Romantic-minded, young flower girl in delicate chiffon blue
Flipped her dainty lace petticoats up; her name was Lu.
Her lively hands kept touching the embroidered flowers.
She was excited about the wedding and all the showers
Glittering beauty her name is Gladiolus
Into blossom of her ringing heart Geranium
Rich spectrum of different colors Gerbera
Leaving most in mute admiration Gardenia
Light and lithe Lily, the monarch flower girl has unusual DNA
With droplets of butterfly and hummingbird glitz merry and gay.
Surrounded by the magic of the elements, determined to stay
She enhances the garden and meadow in a marvelous new way.
Spring Awakes
Robin
Maternal builders
Patiently gather debris
Fragile wombs of blue
Cherry Tree
Blushing pink petals
Tossed in my path with shy love
Nature's flower girl
Budding Beauty
Nourished by warm sun
Buds awaiting deep within
Icy tree limbs melt
Light is white
you are light-skinned
through the triangular prism light
is branched into seven different colors
your name is of a flower
if you are to be travelling through a triangular prism
must it be you also shall be branched into seven
different flowers
only nature holds the key to that...
My dearest little garden
that grows my plants
The finest yard of numerous
that holds my beauty
My wholeness that grants my draft.
My obese garden that stays and stands
Even though you know I am a Yokel.
I owe you much
My till, till and till.
My own mine, I whole you all
Cos you have stood by me
In no place and less vacuum.
Fearless heart.
current of
bravo river ...
Beating heart
tidal wave
tsunami desire and wants:
Heart Suit
female of nature
meek of placid lagoon ...
Woman's heart
of vibrant joy
flower girl
of age, for
idyllic adventure,
loving
permanent....
Happiness is promised
eternal, supernatural love and
a joyful life ...!
A dreamy girl hides her wishful eyes
under her fingers and white daisies;
who wonders what she's thinking?
Is it a wish or the surge of a feeling?
Those fragile dainty daisies of late spring
must be unplucked soon, and if she believes
her love is pure, it needs no further revealing;
will she revive her dream and put on wings?
ATTIRE
featherboa smog
bright lights sequin dusk dark hills
night's new age dress code
STEP UP
pots with crimson blooms
soft touch on iron railings
worn steps rise as guide
GIRL ON A SWING
wooden slats child's play
bent forward as long chains squeak
she dries washed long hair
12-07-2017
Rose to a rose
I pick up a flower one day on a walk.
It stood there all a lone.
A pretty flower indeed.
A rose in was red in color.
Then I was thinking about any other flower she too was a rose.
Hair is so red that you would think the sky sets it a fire.
A rose for a rose I did consider. What a pretty way to say
I love you my rose.
On my phone there is a file saved "Sunflower."
And if you look inside you'd fine much more than stunning yellow flowers.
You'd find screen shots of a beautiful girl.
Her blonde hair unkempt,
Her Caribbean blue eyes; they remind me of the sky!
I call her sunflower because she loves them.
I love them.
And I love her.
My wonderful sunny flower girl, I love her.
The thorn of a pretty rose
pierce thy heart
like the thorn of a rose
does thy finger
your intention
is like that of the thorn
made to puncture
and to hurt
to tear at the flesh
of my being
the only thing
a thorn of a pretty rose
can't do
is flirt
but at the end
of its purpose
it to like you
wines up in the dirt.
written by sarah linklater
25th march 2015
Flower girl
Nice and easy
Sweet and breezy
Looks like a summer eve
Wild flowers in bold colors
Flirty smile,make believe
Her seduction schemes
Renoir romantic,
In his dreams
Daylight
He awakens
His heart's been taken
Her honey girl kisses sweet
With her seductive persuasion
Wine and romantic elation
He'll be married soon
By sway of moon
Goodnight
Dreamily, she whiled the empty hours
with her little dolls and her crayon box.
She drew lonely princesses in towers,
hummed to herself, pulled up her socks,
and sketched a field of colorful flowers.
The forlorn blooms lay flat beneath her gaze.
She wondered, would it be as she had feared -
this would be one of those sad, hollow days.
Then, on the page, the sun and breeze appeared,
as lovely blossoms came alive, ablaze.
I swim slowly, almost languidly,
But alert, careful not to let my hands
Break the surface, make the faintest sound.
Oppressive stillness into which a tropical bird
Cries with an old man's voice.
Only my eyes and nose above
The smooth warm liquid.
My long black hair rising and falling across
The small eddies of my movement.
A white gardenia behind one ear.
Darn! I can never remember which ear!
The Japanese are everywhere!
Your smiling eyes greet me like the glistening morning dew,
As I gaze upon sweet roses as beautiful as you
As you walk amongst the tulips with a daisy in your hair,
Skip and dance and sing a song,
Living life without a care
We walk together hand in hand through pastures lush and green,
And wait for Summer's sunset,
So peaceful and serene
Petals fall from high above, you say to me 'I do',
Our love it is eternal,
I'll forever stand by you
Avi Macyn: Flower Girl
Rosy cheeks and flaxen hair
Her mother’s skin, her father’s eyes
And like a doll, she never cries
She’s perfectly complacent
Avi Macyn: Flower Girl
Her biggest and brightest smile
Her mother’s will, her father’s heart
And like a dream, there from the start
She’s perfectly complacent
Avi Macyn: Flower Girl
Little hands and little feet
Her mother’s here, her father too
And like a baby, still brand new
She’s perfectly complacent
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