Flowers Spring Poems | Examples
These Flowers Spring poems are examples of Spring poems about Flowers. These are the best examples of Spring Flowers poems written by international poets.
You still cherish
that rag doll from your childhood.
As if you never grew up.
When you change the water in the vase,
lightly stroking the lily stems,
I am moved…
You always bloom when surrounded by flowers.
And when we lie side by side
for eternity, half-immersed in sadness,
it seems to me that life is not to be taken
too seriously.
Amidst ¦¦¦ flowers ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ wine,
I pour alone ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ I invite the Moon,
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¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ Moon does not ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ drink,
My shadow ¦¦¦¦¦¦ follows the movement of my body.
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ shadow ¦¦¦ keep me company a while,
The practice of mirth should keep pace with spring.
I start a song and ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ dance and the shadow moves grotesquely.
¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ let's rejoice with one another,
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¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ again far in the Milky Way.
(Blackout of Amidst the Flowers a Jug of Wine by Li Bai)
Sweet spring succeeds severe snow time,
Sublime season of plants rebirth,
Sunshine mild and warm greets the land,
Seeds and flowers sprout from the ground,
Sweet-scented scents pervade the air,
Stars and silver moon vie to please,
Smiles settle on every faces.
The season slowly changed
from the coldness of winter
to the warmth of spring
the spring did not stay long
it was a wet cold series of days
until the sun began to dry the land
the season brought out greenery
with the green a boost in mood
for the woodland creatures
who survive on insects and plants
flowers began peeking from under cover
to once again reach for the sun's warmth
trees spread their leaves and a canopy
once again gave shelter and cover
birds began to arrive and nest
the area became a musical melody
that spring had finally arrived.
At strawberry dawn
the new blue flowers glisten
Dreams pause to listen
as birds greet sunrise of mist
Later by golden rays kissed!
Spring flowers just bloomed
Senses' anticipation
Pretty location!
Blue flowers in a blue world
until washed in moonlight pearled!
(Lily in June)
Mid June is the end of Spring where I live
And even before Summer begins
It feels Summer has already peaked
Grass is now growing strong
Flowers are still in bloom
And fruits and berries begin to swell
But it’s the trees now fully leafed that move me
As they dance and sway
That’s right, dance and sway, wave and smile
And as they do
My heart relaxes and opens
And without volition
Waves and smiles back.
(6/12/26)
In
Your eyes
I could've
Melted away
Into the spring rain,
Until no thoughts came to mind.
I don't want to ponder, I just
Want to hold your hands while I
Become something akin to nothingness.
Flowers fall away into puddles;
Before I could comprehend it,
The ripples pushed us apart.
Deep in our sleep, we dream
Of childish things like
"Fate" and "true love";
Even now
You still
Dream.
soft grey clouds above,
dancing rain on petals bright
~sun breaks through the mist~
green leaves drink the sun
~gardens dressed in vibrant hues~
life blooms everywhere
morning song begins
~ a small bird on a green branch~
spring wakes up to shine
suspended flowers -
water-shapeshift, sprinkling can
amidst orange verve
happy spring, lower case-etched
my eyes grip elated vase
red, white, and pale-pink
green stems of youth and vigor
trio at the base
mom died in April’s bosom
generations rise above
healthy floral notes
in the void, a grand chorus
heavenly blossoms
Living Water, always clear
everlasting to the brim
My speckled leopard
blooming magnolias
late May
Sunlight warms and showers cool
and new emotions make you a fool
When you are in love in Spring
is more than the birds that sing
Flowers blooming row after row
a sweet smile knocks you off your toes
To hear the laughter and see that face
nothing else could ever take their place
For love only desires the here and now
love always thinks that there is somehow
Day dreaming of that special one to be
at night dreams of love for your honey
Spring above all is for the young
life is new and love has you strung
Confused bewilder love is never fair
but stubborn romantic what do you care
Spring is here, Spring is new
Spring is first love what can you do
Pursue and pray and ask for a date
enjoy this Spring and always tempt fate
"May the queen of blossoms, and fulfilling flowers, what pretty music shall we charm the hours?" - Lord Edward Thurlow,
You hold spring beauty in your pouch,
Kangaroo-style; yes, queen of blossoms,
You weave a tapestry of bright colors.
Oh, your sunflowers; they crane their necks
To follow the bright afternoon sun.
Your blooming chrysanthemums, arresting;
Flirting with butterflies and hummingbirds.
Your h e a l i n g rain overflow my cup
With gratitude; you stay dressed up in green.
I hear birds tweet their mirth. I love thee, May.
May, queen of blossoms, and fulfilling flowers, what pretty music shall we charm the hours?" - Lord Edward Thurlow
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May, queen of blossoms, month of flower blooms
With medley of hues and scents dispel glooms
Sweet entwining between spring of rebirth
And looming season of manhood on earth
When the world awakens in vibrant green
When gentle warmth creates a joyous scene
When robins sing their lovely songs on trees
And the cheeks are caressed by gentle breeze
I chant your glory with quills of my pen
For showering hope and joy on all men.
Quote: "May, queen of blossoms, and fulfilling flowers, what pretty music shall we charm the hours?"
- Lord Edward Thurlow
The jazzy arched blossoms with vibrant hues
Bouquet boutiques and the scent they diffuse
The terrain seems as an embroidered piece
God's stretched hanky as the Eden of peace
Nonchalant vibes of nature's musicians
Organize a dais for auditions
The carolling tunes make it a dreamland
All become a part of this music band
The redolence and the trills in full swing
Forging May stellar as the heart of spring
Place: 2nd
“May, queen of blossoms, and fulfilling
flowers, what pretty music shall we charm
the hours” – Lord Edward Thurlow
Lucent sky turns to blue canvas of silk,
buds burst colors in fresco of flowers,
designing regal lattice of grandeur.
Petals exude luster of spectral hues,
as fragrance flows with the rippling zephyr
on fairy wings of floating butterflies.
Spring sings to the music of balmy breeze,
joy suffuses me in mesmeric May.