Short Wildflowers Poems
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in twilight’s garden
lumened shoots from evening's soil…
wildflowers blooming
**<>**08 Apr 2016**<>**
Wildflowers be wild,
wet with whimsical wonder.
Relentless rainstorms
revel in naive riches
nurturing and rebellious.
Haiku 20
By
Tom Wright
2006
Life is not only
About picking wildflowers,
Weeds need the hoe too!
highways change wild hills
March wildflowers burst out first --
Homes show tulips, jonquils
©A. Deo, 04042017
~
Wildflowers
bloom
in your
springtime
eyes
as a
jealous
garden
wonders
when winter
will
arrive
~
May we be blessed to remember we are all wildflowers
we have been since childhood…
Meant to grow in places
people never thought we would
Purple wildflowers
in the stained moments of day
Windswept disarray!
Fuchsia passion spreads for miles
Fetching jays and sunshine smiles.
wildflowers abound
in places we may not see
on a mountain ledge
deep within a forest glen
in nature's private gardens
A lonely scarecrow in the meadow
never stopped a forager
So when the sun shined down on them
myriad wildflowers adored her
Miles and miles of nothing, sparsely vegetated
with Joshua trees, desert wildflowers,
ocotillo cactus.
Not much to look at, but
plenty of it to see.
wildflowers noonday
sunshine song colors of spring ~
butterflies meadow
Written on 4/18/2021
For: ONE HAIKU Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
hey there, poor, loud lost lout
before you stomp these woodlands
trample these wildflowers
use earbuds to block birdsong
thank the fairies or be cursed
Wildflowers in the meadow
The lark up in the sky
The days are long and languid
The land is warm and dry
The lazy days of summer
Just pass you slowly by
Form:
The world is clean and bright today.
Now the rain has stopped,
Bringing refreshing life back to
Help grass grow green and wildflowers paint the meadow.
8-7-2013
WOODS
like a
church temple.
I walk winding paths,
past painted wildflowers,
to where the trees touch the sky.
"Here I find my serenity. "
beauty filled meadow
center point of two mountains....
wildflowers blossom
a gentle flowing cold stream
old-fashioned one board swing hangs
Melting snow on the far distant mountain
Multitude of different wildflowers in valley
Bees and eagles share the glorious bounty
Cold stream of water that flows, waters all
Catch a glimpse of color
A walk through this day's splendor
Short lived spring treasures
perspective w/ out want,
world w/ out want.
A myriad of bright, gently swaying wildflowers,
carpeting these surrounding hills,
resolutely climbing out of the darkness.
Wildflowers sway in the meadow
Attracting painted butterflies
Fluttering in the spring day's glow
They are joined by dragonflies
Seeking prey using flowers as a guise
purple wildflowers
loosestrife patch of pulse perfume
lonely walkabout
too cool for songbirds to sing
the whisper of dulcet things
4/1/2020
along the roadside
unfolded bluebells chiming -
sweetness seem to fall
Wildcat
wanders about
among the wildflowers
searching for a tasty rabbit
hungry
2-12-2020
Modern OR Traditional Cinquain Poetry Contest
William Kekaula
From
scented
wildflowers
to falling snow
or a twinkling star;
Nature's ubiquitous.
She's an interactive
all-encompassing
omnipresence;
the tactile
face of
God.
Swelling in the heat
wishful thinking
laughter
what could be
Sitting on the fence
between corn fields and wildflowers
Feeding hungry mouths
Rubbing tired shoulders
Inadequate
Love