Flower Sonnet Poems

Forget Me Not

Forget me not when petals drop
or when succulent fruits decay,
though their energies dissipate
their existences are recalled,
on duller days when seasons change
and a brighter...

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Flowers are the music of the ground, from earth’s lips spoken without sound. ~ Edwin Cerran

Lupines are in the meadow, 
speaking poetry of nature;
the breeze directing purple...

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She turns sixteen one cold December clime
He strings dissembling lover’s thorns so girthed
The sprouts of pristine virtue split by crime
The core is sore, this shriveled...

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Light Is Life


The sun looks different when Spring is here
Lining up through the sky to my window
Eerie sometimes, or confusing, I peer
This weird light shines...

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"One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life. The word is love."
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Joy of pleasure, a child of poor parents,
Bliss alone founts from a perpetual spring,
Joy fancies scores of fond uncles and aunts, 
Never lasts long the...

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“One word frees us of all the weight and
pain of life. The word is love.”
….Sophocles, Greek Poet


I asked the stars languishing high above
to reach into...

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"Sweet temptress Zinnia beckons from the sky the butterfly." - by poet

How eagerly and easily you grow,
lovely Zinnia, and in late spring,
an explosion of bright...

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Written: April 20, 2024
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"Forget injuries, never forget kindnesses"
- Confucius

With the flowing stream of my being, tributaries join
Chrystal clear or coal like black, I embrace them all gladly.
Each atom...

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When the chilly nights begin to subsides
every flower begins to open up
The weddings begin, producing spring brides
Now, the birds who left begin to fly home

The...

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Cool comforts from the moon shining in Spring
diverge from coming Summer's scorching sun.
Sweet honeysuckle lifts its trumpet string
to set swift tempo for the Springtime fun.

The...

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Red Robins chirp to greet the rising sun
below my bedroom window every Spring.
Their cheery tunes confirm Springtime's begun;
long before green-tints color everything.

Snowdrops silently push up...

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Ancient tomb where a lady does repose
Guarded always by her most faithful friends
Sarcophagus carved with eternal rose
Always safe forever they will defend.

This tomb completely lost...

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A wild green mass

Full of flowers and butterfly's 

Full trees, bushes and grass 

But then it all dies 

A dark, lost world 

Polluted beyond repair...

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