Short Marigold Poems

marigold magic
keen butterfly watusi
faeries roll their eyes...

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a paisley flower
marigold garden bright
sprinkled with pretty...

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marigold magic
her dainty crisp scalloped edge
tinged with burgundy...

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a red butterfly
lit upon a marigold ~
late day shadows fell


May 7, 2020...

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 where the green seems
    to have un-rolled itself . . . 
       marigold wealth
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amber marigold
lawn shears stumble
For a little while


Written: January 14, 2022...

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They set their clocks by flower petal
As they open or close-
Bethlehem Star,Sowthistle
Julap,Field Marigold
or scented Evening primrose...

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Why do you cry?
asked Marigold
of the Weeping Willow.

Willow answered with a sigh,
I'll never have a love to hold
or a star for my pillow....

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Spring morning, so still.
        Alone, on a marigold hill.
        Sudden storm, God's will.


                5/3/2021
                    ~2~...

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summer evening
whiff of my exotic marigold
summer evening
balmy breeze doth bring
succulent memories of old
amorous lover gets so bold
summer evening...

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Sully had a downright dirty toe
She scrubbed it ‘til it was aglow.
It shriveled and it coughed.
Then it promptly fell off.
At the end of my marigold row....

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I
power supply fails 
bright moon: substitute
square cloud-houses smile light

II
african winter
less sun - enough for some: 
marigold, geranium exult...

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buttercup yellow
kissing cowslips
dandelion,poppy and daisy,
corn marigold
cow parsley and clover,
a wilow that weeps
and meadow-sweet,deep
in a forgotten pasture....

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I was always enraged at twelve
mother forced me to plant marigold seeds
their bright green sprouts made me smile
ruffled and perky with oranges and yellows
they uplifted me...

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I painted a new bird today
neon pink, flashy blue, marigold yellow
long sharp pumpkin colored beak
God paused and laughed.
His angels grinned.
Best mood ever! 
Heaven rejoiced....

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On a cold winters day,
Looking out my window,
I only see the humble Marigold on display,
To lift the winter shadow,
That spoils my day,
As the sun gives off only a paltry glow.


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Marigolds bloom for you,
Morning light breaking through,
Memories old, yet true,
Marking paths we've once crossed,
Majesty never lost,
Mirrors of love’s soft glow,
Mellowing hearts, we grow....

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the sun rose lemon
wildflowers speckled the grass
marigold gardens

the skies were orange
with touches of red and mauve
the wind burst with sound

colorful birds sang
their mystery treetop songs
green days of summer...

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flower, garden, green, growth, nature, rain, word play,



Orange and yellow crowns
A top of long leafy stems
Blight the garden path!



Marigold's bright blooms
Pepper the air with fragrances
Just after rain fall!...

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Zig-zag mountain tips lay against the sky, marigold true.
They are sleeping giants waiting for the dawn.
As golden light seeps through
The blazing sun wakes adagio with a yawn.
Sun rays begin to unrest the peaks; a new day is in spawn....

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come to the garden
admire her fragrances 
a fairys delight 

soothing your heart
whisking away sorrows
elf magic

marigold parade
eliminating sorrow 
crumpled and ruffled 

come to the garden
butterflies are waiting
souls revitalized...

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Grassy ponds heave
under the tread
of moss piglets.
Kraken of microscopic
significance,
fill the forms of waterbears.
Tardigrade leviathans
plod a sodden sod,
toil assiduously
in the marshy haze
until Bur-marigold
grow out
of their dead giant heads....

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marigold tongues
water a flowering seed
as downy hands
mend a crushed bruised reed.

a flaxen shaft
lights a smoldering wick
as a ‘lectric beam
starts a heart’s soft tick

spines in strain
raze a barrier wall
marigold tongues
make a blade stand tall...

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sunny marigold
streamline orange yellow stands
before the yellow

green, stem standing tall
stands streamline orange yellow 
beautiful flower


6/26/19
written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©
Written for project North Omaha Writer’s Group assignment 2019©...

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The tulips and the marigolds were in a gun battle today.
Queen of Tulips was mad for her latest slave Charlie had run away.
She started the battle with hatchets, battle axes, and hammers too.
Queen of Marigolds ended it with assault rifles, painted periwinkle blue....

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