Short Lilly Poems
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LIFE
ISN’T WORTH
LIVING IF I DON’T HAVE YOU TO
LOVE EACH DAY OF MY LIFE
YOU’RE MY LIFE MY SOUL MY DREAMS COME TRUE I LOVE EVERY THING ABOUT YOU
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There once was a girl named Lilly
who often liked to be silly
she put a spoon upon her nose
then she wrote a bit o' prose
and called it mexican chilly !
There once was a woman named Lilly
She went through the town acting silly.
“Perhaps,” she said,
“Humor is dead;
I've insulted the folk unintentionally.”
Exquisite flower
Beautifies with dainty grace
The place when you stand
From weddings to funerals
Representing transitions
3-6-2016
Once there was a miss by name Lilly,
Imitates to make others appear silly.
Pent-up feeling unleashed,
my pain of rejection eased.
Bloody Lilly, no good grief. Very very silly!
Pastoral heart of drifting swain
Seeking fair lilly my field requite
Thick clover only passive streams drain
Silt each furrow with frilly delights
Cloak jade meadow with fecund light
As I stroll along
A cobblestone path
A sight to behold indeed
Rows of flowers
Adorn each side
Embrace such beauty to be
My fondest one
That I most gaze upon
Is the one
Angels call Lilly
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There once was a girl named Lilly
she was very silly.
One day Lilly
met a boy named Willy
willy was very silly
too.
Willy and Lilly played with glue
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Green coin floats, silent~
dragonfly lands, kisses ripples.
Beneath, shadow drifts:
a koi’s gold swallowed by dusk.
The pad holds the weight of sky.
Frogs
Frog follies this year
featuring the loudest croak
All frogs in review!
Lilly Pads
Floating lilly pads,
used in spring as sailboats for
poliwogs galore!
Marty Owens for Lilly Pads and Frogs contest
Field of lillies buds
Serve as a festive background
Under the warm sun
Until the end of the day
Closing petals forever
Nayda Ivette
12-24-2015
lovely Lilly with luscious lips
with warm wonderful swaying hips
her breathtaking kiss
is heavenly bliss
but cant dance a lick always trips
A New Bawdy or Humorous Limerick Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
2/16/22
Nothing Changes
On the Lilly-Pads
From Island to Island
instinctively frogs visit...
boys chasing the girls.
Scottish Frogs
The croak of the wild
the gathering of the ponds...
McFrog family.
© Harry J Horsman 2012
Walking across the Garden
Loneliness being the Burden
Garden of Roses being the Hood
And the smell. . . so Good
Suddenly appears the Lilly
But the Scape. . . not Hilly
My heart. . . Stands aloom
and deleted is the gloom
Frogs
They sprinkle and splash around
Frogs jumping up and down everywhere
It is the best season of the year
Lilly- pads
Lilly pads are waiting for someone
To sit on them
Like a king sitting on his throne
Benedict (8years)
Springing up along country back roads
Along the edges of our farm’s fence
Never a farmers blessing owed
Delicately dressed to mislead
Little flower's beauty is immense
Independently has little needs
Late in fall she wilts and seeds
Light soft fragrance bestowed
You may know her as a weed
At times I am a dusty path
where soles of souls tramp over me.
Sometimes the helpless Lilly
bent backwards by a heavy breeze
that snaps the stem so easily.
But the times I am the tall majestic tree;
opalescent leaves full of fire;
then I am who I truly am-
my glory blazing brilliantly.
Sunflower power brown face
Positive petals of hair in place
Rosy spirit raspberry grin
Intelligent fearless spirit white wins
Never nagging nightingale
Green stem dreams will not fail
Tulip touch of turquoise trust
Indigo iris pure no lust
Magnolia moods of mahogany
Emerald groove of Easter Lilly
I had a little dog;
Her name was Lilly Mae.
She was such a silly girl
Who loved to romp and play.
Two dogs long
And half a dog high,
She was quite a funny sight—
Always by my side.
No matter where I wandered,
She was never far away.
My faithful little shadow,
My sweet and playful Lilly Mae.
A flower for dreamers
For explorers of the unknown
The pungent perfumed petals
Will permeate a home
Nothing compares to the
memories Scent recalls
Like a silk thread,
Tied to stems,
Connecting all
A zip line of sweet smelling savores
Special moments gone by
We remember them all
My star gazer lilies and I.
A young, enchanting Lilly stands tall and oh so very proud,
Others waiting in line to bloom, they silently vowed,
Eager roses showing off their virgin white beauty,
Vain, trying to steal the show, maybe feeling a little guilty,
Bougainvillea, vivaciously display a color of vibrant indigo,
They lean forward as I approach whispering, watch me grow.
I knew some plant pieces by your name
When my father tried to persuade me
To be his successor as a TCM practitioner
I have not seen your beauty until recently
When my wife made our garden your home
I was confused by these controversial facts
That someone like my wife value Your beauty
While others like my father deplete your life
For their own purposes ?
When you awaken caught in the web
where the dew sparkles of rainbows clearly cut
sunlight appears dressed within a sparkle
Diamond Light you illuminate beautiful
warm radiates the sunshine into a heart
trapped as the food for your mercy
The one star that forever paints roses
remains blushing within the dawning morning
when hail speaks falling with a Lion roaring thunder
Now a days girls are so desperate to get married
that they go with a stranger who says I Love You..
Think about your parents about your siblings about
your family and about your future.Don't watch Pakistani
dramas.Stay away from social media.All guys are not faithful.
Young girls this is not India this is Pakistan.Pakistan is the
homeland of Underworld Don Zafar Khan Supari Lady Killer...
A tree mast broken
Changes pond to pillow fast ...
The frog is asleep
The lilly pad swims
And toad applauds toad in songs
The moon will rise soon
Water turns to dream
Light kisses the heart of leaf -
Tadpole becomes groom
Lilly blooms sunlight
Frog calls mate and hug to leaf -
Day weds dawn and moon
A lilly leafed hope
The frog sang and perched in pond -
Silver falls the rain
by
David Smalling