Flowers Sonnet Poems

The birth of Springtime in ways it’s seeming,
Fresh from the hive, the bees will now fly fine.
Surges of honey drops, it’s been teeming.
Pollen from honeysuckle...

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Brown, terrifying, evoking horror.
It sleeps for winter: windless plus serene.
Eminently powerful explorer,
Now juddered in its reflective routine.

Winter’s wild violence ends—spring does chime;
ferocity dwindles, some circumvent.
The...

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             Spring with full bright blossoms in cheers or zing.
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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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"One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life. The word is love.”
Sophocles, Greek Poet 

  When love meets your silhouette at twilight,
heart...

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In the term of birth, fields begin to mend.
Tough soil softens in tones of brown umber,
Insects wriggle to rejoice winter's end.
Spiders spin webs, rising from...

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

If love was a metaphor for flowers,
our souls...

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Springy my thoughts of bunny hops, wiggles
of sunflowers in zephyr sweep. The seeds,
of dust to dust, burst forth in strong giggles.
The progeny of life does...

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

In a garden of whispering twilight
Silent love...

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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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*When Dawn drifts into enchanted meadows,
listen to the choruses of birds’ song.
Feel on your skin the wind that softly blows.
Hear the crickets too which with...

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I go within my being and touch the core of my soul.
Like a monk in deep meditation, my mind is quiet.
Exploring the hidden, unknown truths...

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Velvet wings of brown, blue and ebon midnight hue 
farfalla butterflies that soar close to magic colugos 
spring is here hanging in with wonder, life...

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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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