Short Jonquil Poems

Just
Over the
Next hill
Quietly resting
Underneath the
Icy ground
Lay the jonquils.

Bulbs 
Unscathed by
Long winter days
Bearing the promise of 
Spring....

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Spring comes in yellow
In crocus, in jonquil,
In ducklings and peeps,
In warming sun angle; 

In butterfly golden,
In yellow renewal
Impersonal bounty
Feeds personal hope....

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Saffron yellow sunset reflecting yellow gold
Amber yellow mindset in an ecru boat of old
Banana yellow memories of fields of jonquil flowers
Crayola yellow dreams in mango yellow hours


by Daniel Turner...

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JONQUIL

You may know me as Jonquil
My cousins are daffodil and narcissus
A fringed cup surrounded by petals 
Each combining white with yellow
The latter, a hue with my own name
And I’m perfumed, but they are not
Distinctive yet I shouldn’t be proud
As amaryllis, we are all still family 
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White trees-dogwood,
Purple trees-redbud,
Magnify beauty
As only Tennessee could.

Yellow jonquil-slips
Colorful tulip-cups
Enhance Tennessee
As spring interrupts.

The chill of the ice-white
The winter wind-long
Gives way in Tennessee
To a palette of song.

Oaks in squirrel-scurry
And birdcall-ring
Announce that  there's nothing
Like Tennessee in the spring.

by E. Marshall Evans...

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Stalwart Alps beauty sees
Wild crocus blooms at your feet
White around your crown

Daffodils blowing in wind
Sun shines brightly once again

Glorious vibrant 
Hues, reflect the rays, much joy
Eyes take and treasure

Daffodils shout a 
Welcome to spring, trumpeting
To Narcissus' song

Cool breeze blow against the blooms
Welcome colors fragrant joy

Daffadown Dilly
Jonquil a Southern beauty
Amaryllis' gift...

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We raised gourd houses for the Purple Martin
Atop a pole, against a fluid sky
Where late jet thunder spews
A raid cloud--ambitious wonder.
 
Intense, our Southern sky, like old dreams
Harbors a night's Aeolian pine,
A day's jonquil in oxblood sod
And simmering heat enchanting jejune asphalt.

But room lies yet in sanctuary swamps
For thinning fox grape, hawk and mockingbird..
One idea away from a maze of pipe and brick
On hunger's soulless map....

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