Short Trellises Poems

A Bouquet

Astute; beautiful Chrysanthemums
Decadent earthly Foxglove
Gentle hands; immaculate
Judging Kaffir Lilies
Miniature noises orchestrated
Pretty; quiet Rudbeckia
Shocking trellises; ultimatums
Vermillion wonderful; extravagant
Young Zenobia...

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you left
but still
you linger,
you are summer
to my winter heart.
the truth is
you captivate me
in ways
no soul ever will.
constantly
consistently
continually
you.......
like delicate blooming jasmine trellises 
butterflies
and 
sunlight in a garden,
may these words
satisfy your soul.

Friday/29/November/ 2019...

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Smith-Gilbert trails — trellises of Georgia roses, the piney scent of conifers, plentiful perennials, the shady pond with splashing koi, the mulberry bowl, hand in hand — my grandson and I.

amid faerie garden
and bonsai forest —
buzz of coneflowers

7/19/2020
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you climbed the fortress
up trellises of vine
to capture her heart
to hold for all time

the tower a bastion
protected, secured
without hesitation
your vision unobscured

your mission was gallant
the plan was construed
knowing not resistance
from a love that was true

as you scale the tower
you know in your heart
a happy ending was coming
you knew from the start...

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FATHER

His sinewy hands as strong as lion’s
Hold close wobbly me like trellises
Wet sun shone through latticework mangled by harsh wind
In the stormy night we were soaked
Rain came down like maggots
I slept under his wakeful eyes.

Juice trickled from his tissues
My fingers awoke in contentment
To suck his rocky skin with my sisters
We felt like fireside cats.

He died fifty years old....

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He steals across the courtyard,
an ardent lover anxious to surprise,
edging ever forward, 
with fiery consummation as his prize.

His blushes blossom bright and hot,
as he lays forth his course and his intent,  
ever nearer to the trellises,
the shadows shrink, now no impediment. 

At his zenith he is seen by all,
the blessed sphere on full display,
inviting those who stand in awe
to pray, and then be on their way....

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I love those flowers
 pleasant blossoms floral plants
cool lavender plants 

walking the garden 
 I see blues, pinks, reds, orange
yellows and purples

picturesque lion tails
 cottage garden flowers smells 
as I walk this trail

lions tails canna
 rose laden trellises climb
allamanda plants

cool lavender plants
 pleasant blossoms floral plants
as I walk this trail

2/5/18
written by James Edward Lee Sr....

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He steals across the courtyard,
an ardent lover anxious to surprise,
edging ever forward, 
with fiery consummation as his prize.

His blushes blossom bright and hot,
as he lays forth his course and his intent,  
ever nearer to the trellises,
the shadows shrink, now no impediment. 

At his zenith he is seen by all,
the blessed sphere on full display,
inviting those who stand in awe
to pray, and then be on their way....

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Note-Practice Run

in the barren days of winter
a leafless vine 
wraps herself into his arms
wildly and calling
climbing his walls and trellises
as snow and ice overhang
white on white
creepers on creepers
evergreen possessing his face
with ivy
clinging closer
invasive and resolute
destroying other suitors in his garden bed
the friction of weather is cold but hot
… yearning to spring


connie pachecho

2/22/25...

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He steals across the courtyard, 
the ardent lover anxious to surprise, 
edging ever forward, 
with fiery consummation as his prize. 

His blushes blossom bright and hot, 
as he lays forth his course and his intent, 
ever nearer to the trellises, 
the shadows shrink, now no impediment. 

At his zenith he is seen by all, 
our blessed sphere in full display, 
inviting those who would to stand in awe, 
to pray, and then go safely on their way....

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He steals across the courtyard, 
the ardent lover anxious to surprise, 
edging ever forward, 
with fiery consummation as his prize. 

His blushes blossom bright and hot, 
as he lays forth his course and his intent, 
ever nearer to the trellises, 
the shadows shrink, now no impediment. 

At his zenith he is seen by all, 
our blessed sphere in full display, 
inviting those who would to stand in awe, 
to pray, and then go safely on their way....

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Little birds flitting here and there
playing joyfully, foraging;not a care.
As their exploring a whole new world 
Flourishing; with their wings unfurled. 

As winters brownness turns to green
flower buds are bursting what a scene.
Tulips and daffodils brighten the day
new generations are born upon hay.

We’re starting to see butterflies and bees, 
new leaves begin to re cover the trees.
And as plants up trellises begin to climb
everything feels energised; it’s Springtime....

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An ode to Helios

    ******

He steals across the courtyard, 
the ardent lover anxious to surprise, 
edging ever forward, 
with fiery consummation as his prize. 

His blushes blossom bright and hot, 
as he lays forth his course and his intent, 
ever nearer to the trellises, 
the shadows shrink, now no impediment. 

At his zenith he is seen by all, 
our blessed sphere in full display, 
inviting those who would to stand in awe, 
to pray, and then go safely on their way....

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An ode to Helios

    ******

He steals across the courtyard, 
the ardent lover anxious to surprise, 
edging ever forward, 
with fiery consummation as his prize. 

His blushes blossom bright and hot, 
as he lays forth his course and his intent, 
ever nearer to the trellises, 
the shadows shrink, now no impediment. 

At his zenith he is seen by all, 
our blessed sphere in full display, 
inviting those who would to stand in awe, 
to pray, and then go safely on their way....

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An ode to Helios

    ******

He steals across the courtyard, 
the ardent lover anxious to surprise, 
edging ever forward, 
with fiery consummation as his prize. 

His blushes blossom bright and hot, 
as he lays forth his course and his intent, 
ever nearer to the trellises, 
the shadows shrink, now no impediment. 

At his zenith he is seen by all, 
our blessed sphere in full display, 
inviting those who would to stand in awe, 
to pray, and then go safely on their way....

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chill arrives
twirling like white spine,
with each puff
stringed leaves coil
on embroidered trellises--
trimmed by russet tips

while moon hides,
gale spills fragrant mint
and bright dew,
touching skin
of buds charmed ,as autumn wind
encircles a dance

through waft's chimes
petals tip ballet
down wet lanes,
flaunting  hues
dyed in fall’s velvet doilies--
casting season's spell!


* new form:shadorma---3-5-3-3-7-5

For Russel Sivey's Up the Autumn Air
by nette onclaud
22 oct 12...

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