Short Larkspur Poems

Short Larkspur Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Larkspur by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Larkspur by length and keyword.


Larkspur

She chants saccharine words

Calamity dissolves into ruins

The sweetest words I’d ever heard

She chants saccharine words

All focus swerved

A conquest worth pursuing

She chants saccharine words

Calamity dissolves into ruins
Form: Triolet


Premium Member Bloom Doom

hemlock
a shock

foxglove
no love

orchid
morbid

wolf’s bane
insane

larkspur
bad blur

glory
gory

sumac
step back

laurel
quarrel

bloodroot
a brute

jimson
no fun

bella
donna

monkshood
not good

rhubarb
grim garb

flower
power
Form: Footle

Premium Member A Coloring Book

The green song of Spring. A coloring book - the pages fluttering.
Pastel azaleas blooming. Violet hyacinths hug a vertical space.
Lemony tulips with lavish leaves. Iris cycloglossa ~ lilac, yellow, blue.
A felicitous field of larkspur. Petrichor and dewdrop bliss. Sunkisst!

4/3/2020
Form: Prose

Premium Member The Flower

 
Garden Flowing, Thriving, Growing Lingering, Weeping, Withering Rose, Daisy, Coneflower, Larkspur Charming, Beguiling, Alluring Sorrowful, Beautiful Death ____________________________ November 2, 2013 Poetry/Diamante/The Flower Copyright Protected, ID 11-516-912-02 All Rights Reserved, 2013, Constance La France
Form: Diamante

Reason

The acoustic hallows,

stark face follows...
    
The guns show line's in the time's,

as drifty as sand and wines...
     
The larkspur gives them grows,
     
the English meter mows,
     
we don't show,
anything we want to know-
     
time to create plaster now,

let off on a few rafters,
     
dynamic and enigmatic...
     
It is so hardly sparse,
     
it's waiting on the cart,
     
it's everybody to dart!


Premium Member The Perfect Place

Soon spring wildflowers will appear Red Larkspur in the meadow near, And sweet honeysuckle blooming With birch twigs ready for brooming All to the stroller bring good cheer. Strolling through the meadow I find A peace enhanced with beauty rare, The perfect place to say a prayer* Where one may come to clear the mind, And leave one’s worries far behind.
written March 1, 2022 (prayer is a one-syllable word where I come from)
Form: Quintilla

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