Short Gladioli Poems
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You love African violets.
It was a surprise then
when you confessed a passion
for gladioli,
I will learn to live with them.
We bring home bunches from Walmart,
vivid, over-the-top floral giraffes.
They dwarf everything in the apartment,
but do provide shade
for the African violets.
You love African violets.
It was a surprise then
when you confessed a passion
for Gladioli.
We bring home thickets of them
vivid, over-the-top floral giraffes.
They dwarf everything in the apartment,
I have a new appreciation for the word 'galore',
they provide shade for the African violets.
after the chilly weather is done , comes awesome spring
breathing life into plants and flowers
changed is the nature , roses ,carnations, lilies n gladioli greet everywhere
delightful is the dew on them butterflies and bees hover around
elated are the birds and beasts wishing spring be always there.
You love African violets.
It was a surprise then
when you confessed a passion
for gladioli,
(I will learn to live with them).
We bring home bunches from Walmart
-vivid, over-the-top floral giraffes.
They dwarf everything in the apartment,
but do provide shade
for the African violets.
Spring rain was forecast,
it came.
showers licking the earth,
also the bald spot on the top of my head.
under my collar, down my back,
skin gets squirmy.
In the store,
I’m thinking of buying an umbrella,
but end up buying Gladioli,
because you love them.
The tall flowers are soaked through
and getting heavy,
I could have forecasted that.
There could be a river
Flowing right to your sacred garden,
Like a 'blue blooded' princess
Coming to your world with sincere heart,
smile and open arms;
To hold you tight, and
flow with you to the hills no one knows about
Where only the gladioli grows,
Giving you a new beginning,
With a glow of hope and happiness,
For you to finally settle peacefully
Where your heart belongs
Within her eyes
Windows holding crystal sky
A Robin's nest of bluish peace
A handful of blue sea of Greece
Whenever storms lash and blades slash
Apples tumble in agony in warnings of deluge
My only refuge in those fair eyes
Lovely slice of moon
In the two rest rooms
To quell the wet bird- like gloom
Within her eyes lie
My gladioli
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22/10/2016
They have frowsy flamboyant hats,
some are born English,
while others are obviously alien.
They need a deep corner to thrive,
or a high ceiling.
Like Maasai maidens their necks
are stretched to infinity,
they will not take much manhandling.
If we ever find their spaceships
we will need a stepladder
to greet their leader.
They both cure depression
and bring depression on,
especially if you stand too long
in their shadows.
Gladioli wished,
Determination grew,
Taller! She thought,
Heaven in full view,
Great heights was reached,
Her colours to the sky,
Piercing with passion,
Romancing her dye,
Unstoppable in strength,
Ladders she climbed,
Up through the clouds,
On the wind of desire,
Beauty developed,
Flowering began,
Covered with petals,
She pictured her plan,
Bursting rainbows of bloom,
Raining perfumes,
Earth all aglow,
What a magnificent show.
Wendy Jae