Short Natureflower Poems
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I see the flower blooming
As the sun shines bright
It opens very slowly
and lets in the light
The beauty is incredible
Like nothing seen before
The milky shiny colour
No one could ignore
But now the sky is cloudy
The sun is almost gone
The flower closes quickly
Hopefully to open in
the new dawn
Little flower showing off
it's colors so radiant,
blinding the eye with
such beauty.
Little flower drawing
the finest honey bees
any where in the county.
Little flower such
a wonder you are,
must pick you,
now so sorry.
Little flower showing off
in the house for awhile
will enjoy your charm
and amazing colors.
wrote 8-25-08
It's a silent, sunny day
A yellow flower hosts a butterfly
It feels very happy
Since an insect touches its petals kindly
What a beautiful place for a butterfly
Soft and easy to reach
Safe enough to stay awhile
They have a wonderful sharing together
The butterfly flies away
Leaving the flower behind
Having a little amount of honey
It's so glad
Fide ERKEN
She bent softly over the smooth water
Her fingers gently caressing the blue
A peony clasped to her bosom
Its petals soft and pink and true...
The artist captured this brief moment
Brush strokes telling us their story
The maiden ripe for the time of love
The peony clothed in peaceful glory...
Ancient blossom so full bodied
Yet delicate in scent and grace
A flower captured in Asian legends
With bowing head and subtle face.
For the flower contest..
I have found it at last
Flower told in legends past
Its color vibrant as gold
My furry body it will hold
I have had no color since my birth
This is the only color left on Earth
Its yellow beauty is so bright
Brighter than the noon sun’s light
Now on my flower I must feed
The flavor-filled pollen it will bleed
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This is for a picture Abe Lopez asked me to write a poem on from Raul Moreno's pictures
She sits among the flowers on the ground.
A young flower amid a bed of thorns.
Genteel on this conspicuous platform,
with flowers gathered closely all around.
She baptizes with water from her hand,
then prunes the withered from this flower stand.
Unity is there among the weeds,
that strengthens fading petals on their stems.
Cultivating roots, distributing seeds,
elegant blossoms for her diadems,
with sweet nectar for all the birds and bees,
luring repasts from ancient recipes.