Short Pansy Poems
Short Pansy Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Pansy by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Pansy by length and keyword.
Bad Syndrome.
Powerful sneeze
walking home
falling to
your knees
got nowhere
to go
takin' life
extra slow;
light breeze...
dog bone
chew, spit
by yourself
you sit
so afraid
don't know
the way.
Always worried
about yesterday.
Chipmunks tease us after we bloom
we're clueless as to why
the words of the birds and bees loom
we're small we don't deny
Grow low, we'll be out of the way
lowly we grew to be
thought our colors a bit risqué
butterflies shout, PANSIES!
Out of all of the flowers a garden could ever grow,
He reminds me of a purple pansy,
purple for his compassionate personality,
the yellow pop for his positivity,
each petal for his layers of kindness,
All of which I have discovered.
And even today, I carry my purple pansy with me. Right next to my heart.
OFFERING OF PANSY
Plucked at peak season, her blossom’s open -
Cleo, short for Cleopatra – brunette.
Her bloomer’s heart, displayed, shows she’s hope’n.
Hands him a pink pansy – eyes haven’t met.
Whistling inside, collar tight, he’s grope’n,
With fright. Cleo’s bold and brash, wide open!
2/1/2017
Laura Loo's A Rhyme In 60
All of a sudden it’s spring,
Along my front fence.
When tulips open it’ll be in full swing,
With many colors so intense.
The mini rose a birthday gift,
A hot house baby that my spirit lifts.
Pansy faces make me smile,
So cheerful even if frost covered awhile.
Each day now one discovers,
Another beauty and then another,
Spying from under wide tulip leaves,
While to the ground they cleave.
M. Renee Taylor
4-26-18
color, dance, imagery, inspirational, poetry, wind, word play,
In my pansy patch
The flower petals surround
Cherub expressions!
The pansy petals
Edge their small faces in bonnets
Framing heads so well
Flower pansy dresses
My petal faeries wear well
‘Show-offs’ with such airs!
My faerie pansies
Bow and bend to the winds song
Under the sky blue!
Butterfly sets down
Over the pansy’s to draw
Syrup in the cup!
Step on me today
You'll see me tomorrow,
Still loving myself
A trait you can borrow
The bumblebees know me
And so do the birds,
Butterflies aren't flustered
By silly, silly words
With sticks and stones
Piled 'neath my feet,
Along with the manure
I grow in the heat
I've got the sunshine
And I've got the rain,
The worms in my garden
The windchimes' refrain
I've got many friends
Who are one in the same,
So, call me a pansy
What's in a name?