Short Zinnias Poems
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light lovely lithe luxurious swallowtail
flitting and fleeing among the zinnias
a zealot, zealously zipping amidst the gale
glancing gracefully at the gardenias
A black cat didn't exactly frighten Gavin
He initially jumped kinda lightly, Mom
Now, Ola Parsons quickly responds, saying
The ugly varmint wanted xeroxed yellow Zinnias
A boy can't drive endlessly forever. Going home is justified.
Knocking loudly makes nice old Pop quickly respond,
Smiling tearfully, "Uncle Victor's wild xerus yanked zinnias".
won hm
poppies and lilies
have come out to greet the sun
orange in the dawn
zinnias emerge
from out of dreaming shadows
sleeping beauty waked
I would have missed it
if I'd slept a moment more
chrysanthemum morn
After buttercups came daisies,
exquisite floating garnet hibiscus,
iris, jasmine, kooky little marigolds,
nasturshums, orchids, petunias, roses,
sunflowers,trailing varicolored wisteria,
xerophites, and yellow zinnias.
After buttercups came daisies,
exquisite floating garnet hibiscus,
iris, jasmine, kooky little marigolds,
nasturshums, orchids, petunias, roses,
sunflowers,trailing , unassuming varicolored wisteria,
xerophites, and yellow zinnias.
Artificial blooms cause delight!
Exquisite freesias, geraniums, hellebores
Iris, jasmine, kaffir lilies.
My neighbour Oscar
plants quirky realistic stems.
Transplanting unkempt verges
with xanthic yellow zinnias.
Long green-leaf stemmed
deep learning rooted,
Growing from tilted round horizon
green and yellow lime pots,
hot pink
fire red
vibrant rose
brilliant orange zinnias
in full-cultured bloom
Lust for dawn's upcoming dewy sun
shine enough
for this New Revolutionary Day.
Asters and euphorbias ... the latter on the A.T.
The Appalacian Trail for "global globetrekkers
Make God's universe a personal playground ...
Thank you for gardening: BJ Kelly, Vijay, Valsa
You give me joy in Creation, and poetry too
I begin this day with Jesus, & honoring U3 too
In the garden there was a tiger lily, sad.
Faeries and elves gave her a sparkling “hi!”
She had the worst mood floral ever had.
She answered them with a dour forlorn sigh.
Tulips asked the roses and zinnias why
Well maybe her optimism is dead
Because a giant accidentally stepped on her head.
Flowers
Bright colors
My favorite blossoms
In the garden grow
Zinnias
Fall
Blossoms gone
All blooms dead
More will show faces
Autumn
Summer
New life
My darlings live!
Many show new faces
Sunshine
Bouquet
Pretty arrangement
In the house
Decorating our breakfast table
Ornament
A butterfly, one summer day
Spoke to me as he fluttered my way
He asked me where the flowers were
And told me which he did prefer
I pointed where the Zinnias grew
He thanked me, and off he flew!
As I continued on my walk
I wondered, who taught him to talk!
--
10/18/17
Photographs of
Orbs in gardens
Shiny yellow ovals
Attracted to flowers
Faeries and elves
Disguised, flitting
Among the geraniums
And zinnias.
They spread out
In a gloriously beautiful
Rainbow, prancing on
Tiny sun-lit unicorns
Imagination smiles
As she creates fanciful
Stories about the faeries
Butterflies flit around her garden
Landing a midget of a second.
Startled by every movement
Dashing away at all sounds.
Quivering with excitement.
Beautifying the lilacs,
Sprinkling themselves among the zinnias.
Savoring the knock-out roses.
Increasing the aura of the garden
Whispering their sincerity in butterfly flitters.
The happy zinnias parade down the white picket fence
They exude optimism, enthusiasm, and joy as they dance
Their verdant leaves give them a beautiful background.
The contrasts of orange yellows and hot pinks shake their truth.
Light yellow is a wonderful contrast with her dainty poppy head.
Spring has never looked any prettier than today at this fence.
Gloaming is wont to quell
the ginger smoke,
expunge the crimson flames
that surround the mill.
Lilac shadows encroach
to cloak the hull's mossy patina.
Autumn's wild rooster,
struts its brash plumage
among fallen shingles and rotted planks
until a black hawk soars,
eclipsing feral zinnias' embers
just as calliope chimes
of a fallen carousel
disappear in taloned pine air.
5/22/18
Kittens warm up the garden with their happy meows
We see them coming, and the daffodil bows
The roses hide their thorns, so not to hurt their paws
They frolic and prance on the vine’s clever seesaws
Kittens charm the lilies, take away their growl.
They delight us in many ways. The zinnias howl.
Here they come! The kitten brigade is a sweet undertaking.
We watch them scamper and dance, their fluffy fur shaking.
many Iowans have vegetable gardens
most of them plant two rows of flowers
some Iowans have gardens of zinnias or hollyhocks
I am a former Iowan
I have a faerie garden
they flit around like happy butterflies
sniffing and tasting the blooms of my happy lilies
my roses adore them; they make them feel healthy
I keep this garden to myself
you could come over
but you would never see it
it is invisible to grown ups
the moths seem duller
the butterflies are bright
the moths are plain
polka dots adorn the butterfly
the luna moth is enormous
she makes the monarch seem small
the butterflies love the flowers
moths go after my curtains, eating holes in them
yesterday I saw a dark black butterfly
I followed it around, suspecting it might eat me
but it went for the zinnias
so, I knew I was incorrect; it was a butterfly.
Not a moth.
After her mother passed a blue butterfly stopped by
Flitted among her zinnias, landed on a yellow one
Rhonda paid attention, it seemed to be important
Was this Mom telling her everything would be okay?
A few year later Rhonda’s best friend Frank passed.
She did not know if she could go on without him
Her doctor prescribed antidepressants, and this seemed to help.
A blue butterfly landed on Rhonda’s shoulder at his funeral.
This helped.
two of the happiest most colorful trolls of the hour
came by in a wheelbarrow and picked up a flower
I watched them and smiled, they were having such fun.
one of them fell out and landed smack on his bum.
they both thought this was a hoot, and laughed merrily.
I ran out and asked if either would like Georgia peach tea.
they ran off giggling, but did not answer me at all.
my pink zinnias told me it is because I am a monster at five feet tall.
~All About Flowers~
(A Name acrostic poem)
African Violet
Bamboo Orchid
Cape primrose
Daisies
English Lavander
Forget-me-nots
Garden Mums
Hollyhock
Impatiens
Jewelweed
Kalanchoe
Lenten rose, Hellebore
Mediterranean Pink Heather
Naranjilla
Orchids
Pansies
Roses
Siam tulips
Tulips
Virginia bluebells
White evening primrose
Yellow ironweed, Wingstem
Zinnias
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2012
December.15.2015
Welcoming Spring
Hoping
for charisma
of Spring bringing
bright brilliant abloom blossoms.
Daffodils in delighted decorum.
Zinnias in zest, zeal and zing.
Dulcet shimmering Sun.
Spring aroma:
Hoping.
01/19/23
Pen a Rictameter Hopes of Springs Return
Contest by M.L.Kiser
God created the Earth
And stood back to see.
What more did it need-
Maybe some green trees?
It needed more color
To make it look its best,
So he created all the flowers
Just to add a little zest.
Roses, violets, and lilies of the valley,
Snapdragons, azaleas, poinsettias, and dahlias,
Chrysanthemums, marigolds, zinnias and fern.
I cannot name them all, now it’s your turn!
The flowers added color,
And lots of zest.
Now, Earth was beautiful-
It had passed the test!
lemonade, iced tea
the sweet whiff of barbeque
children playing ball
the smell of freshly cut grass
garden fresh vegetables
zinnias in happy colors
robins trilling
the sound of a lawn mower
a buzzing bumble bee
gentle lifting of willow tree branches
tiny bite-sized sandwiches on a pretty plate
parents laughing at a two-year-old's antics
a rooster crowing at three p.m.
children blowing dandelion heads
lively squirrels chasing up trees
smell of a lilac tree
a summer day