Short Monarchs Poems
Short Monarchs Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Monarchs by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Monarchs by length and keyword.
dancing on fall winds
orange aerial ballet...
monarchs passing through
10/26/2018
drowsy cricket songs
call orange-black wings to rest
on yellow ragweed
hunting with broomsticks
bent coat hangers and cheesecloth
we chase summer dreams
Who can capture you
With a glass jar held face down
While your wings flutter wildly
And your hope dwindles
I watched somwhere afar off
Please let my butterfly fly
exhilarated
by pageant of vibrant hills--
monarchs rouse from sleep
For Brian Strand's Contest
April 2019 Premier, Max Of 3 (T H R E E ) Lines
Idolized by pharaohs, monarchs and kings;
Bird of the wetlands, marshes and swamps.
Interesting forager with long bill and stilted long legs;
Sacred icon of the dynasties of yore.
carnations honored the wedding of their favorite empathetic elves
monarchs and Luna moths heard, and decided to join them
they traveled to Nirvana and back after the fairy tale wedding
Sassy Rubenesque cherubs are on their way
Riding multi-colored monarchs on this joyful Tuesday.
We await their giggles, and laughter so gay.
Expecting the best from each of them on the second of May.
I remember fushia motion
Counting circles in the sand
makebelieving butterflies Monarchs wonderful lilies
I remember you
Believing
trusting
thanks so much
I remember
magic......
monarchs lead the petite butterflies
daisies, gladiolas and hollyhocks smile
two welcoming Adirondack chairs
under yellow and orange umbrellas
welcome my friend to my garden
where foxglove and iris await
calling butterflies to the tropics
orchids, hibiscus, bromeliad, clivia,
lovely red hot cattails
raring to show off their flamboyancy
brilliant colors
fragrance usually only found in the tropics
welcome monarchs!
a colorful swarm
in daytime's rosy retreat
the still lovely hour
monarchs blues and reds
along with creams and purples
swirl about my head
where do they come from
these unplanned moments of bliss
maybe nature's kiss
late summer morning
yellow goldenrod in bloom
monarchs out feeding
10/1/19
Contest: Writing Challenge, October -Butterfly
Sponsor: Dear Heart - Wiishkobi Ode
* A group of butterflies is called a kaleidoscope.
I am the sequoia, standing still,
The universe from which galaxies spill.
I am sun, moon, the glitter of stars,
The unspoken word of monarchs and czars.
I am breath from beginning of time,
A man growing old reflecting in rhyme.
monarchs dive in
hydrangea shakes her fluffy head
lilac takes the lead
embracing and hugging
bees take their sweet time
luxurious feasting, slurping, feeling loved
enraptured and captivated by warmth of blossoms
sunlight watches spring dance, a voyeur
Angels pass in the form of monarchs,
Elegant and airy,
Life’s true beauty,
In all the splendor and grace,
I am lost.
I remind myself often of life’s treasures,
Regardless of how bountiful,
Or lacking,
I lack,
Such an immense amount of knowledge,
Of myself.
I thought the landscape burst in sudden flame
with embers wild cavorting in the glare
of dawning sun, but boundless sparks became
a throng of monarchs flitting through the air.
Arbitrium Divisa 5
Gregory R Barden
12/18/19
Original Poem: Pixie Dragons
9/18/19
Under shades of green, dappled trees
Hued monarchs invite birds to croon
A tweet of love songs for May’s trapeze;
Plumes spreading like a laced festoon
To wander off, then back to swoon!
A Spring Day in English Quintain
Sponsor: Francine Roberts
by nette onclaud ~ 5/3/2014
Butterflies
~~~~~~~~~
Swallowtail a family title
Demeanor so majestic
Chrysalis only stage three
Still a new beginning no end
On the wind they are respected
For a time beyond our ken
From here to there they are
Ranging both near and far
As a species so grand was named
Windsome monarchs they are.
the yellows are winning
dandelions and daffodils leading the way
sun shines her yellow on the earth
spring prances into sight with bird trill tune
the yellows are lively
adding happiness to the season
as we plant yellow marigolds
surrounded by tiny butterflies showing their own yellow
around beautiful monarchs
Spring is here. and in the air...
and there's sparrows in the sky
Now seeds will blow, and greens will grow...
now that winter has passed us by
Flowers will blossom with beautiful hues...
and monarchs will cross the sea
And the hummingbird will sip, from the flower's petal tip
while it hums in a rhythmic melody
Long gone, the flowers
graceful heralds of Spring
In yon meadow, a lone crow
awaits a new blanket of snow
No monarchs fill the air
tree branches vacant stare
The dreary dull colors
suffuse hearts with despair
Why, late in December
is winter's cupboard still bare
No ice ponds or snowmen
or sleep for the bear
monarchs waltzing on the wind,
jack-o'-lantern's fiery grin,
pumpkin spice's sweet perfume,
the orange glow of Hunter’s Moon,
falling leaves in orange cascade ~
October is an orange parade.
October 7, 2019
October 45 or Less Words Poetry Contest
Caren Krutsinger, Sponsor
Butterfly counter, paid by the hours
Walks miles, studying beautiful flowers.
Captures blues, silvers, yellows, monarchs too
They arrive in splendiferous colors and hues
Okay I don’t get paid in money, she says.
Something fun to do, for my Aunt Inez.
Inez has been gone for fifteen years now, you see.
Photographing butterflies is her gift to me.
Butterfly faerie glided into the fray
Stopped in the middle, so merry and gay
The monarchs were dancing, twisting away
Everyone looked excited on this pretty day.
It’s May! It’s May! It’s May! It’s May! It’s May!
Butterfly faerie felt enthusiastic, full of play.
The merry moths were doing a fancy sashay.
It was a festival designed especially for the fey.
Where did that coral butterfly faerie go?
I saw her a second, in the garden way below.
She has such beauty, maybe I imagined her?
I heard a voice, soft, like a shy kitty’s purr.
Oh, there she is, and she is gorgeous too.
The butterflies surround her in orange and blue.
Monarchs are giving her the time of day.
Everything about her is glorious in every way.