Viburnum Poems | Examples


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compass points to heart core

 

my precise compass points to innermost heart
         a microcosmic myrtle of macrocosm art
I journey inward this core, where lies my 
 Tree of Life ____         
        tasting amber resonance of Self’s sap 
 
it cradles spirit, now a blissed viburnum 
    spaceless space kisses, 
       olive is ocarina enchanting, 
                  enthralling, embracing 
earth and  heaven ~ discerning, 
                   lemon heathered ____a garden     

Core imbues form with ineffable frequencies           
           elusive is a holly terminal  
 spirit discerns tree’s essence, 
         agape agapanthus caped appears

belled garden knows 
                     own’s every oak throb 
    benevolent bonafide biome, 
pulsing life force 
  animating Being’s fluids 
                    in  pond stillness         
translucent lotus opens
                   sublime perfumed
 destination to heart core costs zilch 

                 no other station can compare !

Self-Portrait as Viburnum

White rope of sunlight
Tethered through my chest
Shot clean through to my spine.
Gordion knotted to my backbone.
I can feel the knuckles of it
Between my shoulder blades.
Pinching rope with a yawn.
No contortion reaches the lonely
Mark, the treasure on a map.
I have never begged for the sword,
I never imagined needing it.
My wrists are too weak,
Sinew is salt, muscle manicled.
Sometimes, as if in a dream
The rope slackens as sunlight
Slips beneath the sleep crusted
eyelid of dusk. Dust on the 
windowsill dances—-Celebrating.
Is it for me? A reverie? Or 
The potential, praise for one more day
Unswept, unkempt, a knot of effort
Unmassaged can swell to blackness.

Flowers I Ordered

great buy.

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Purchase Date:
May 1, 2021	
Payment to:
Brunswick County Master Gardener Volunteer Association
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Jill Horn
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Triple Crown of Spring

Withering daffodils are unnoticed--
my attention shifting mid-spring
to what’s new, more colorful.

I try not to see the dandelions, 
glaring like headlights of oncoming traffic
whose presence will not be denied,

until beloved hyacinths 
rescue the moment with spires of splendor,
rising as nature’s signets,

releasing what nostrils crave,
introducing the triple crown of spring--
hyacinth, lilac and viburnum.

Premium Member Spring Flowers

Spring flowers





Artemisia bear the colourful foliage
Bluebells carpet a magical sight
Coreopsis and cherries blossom
Daffodils are seen in jovial mood
Eranthis buds as the snow melts,
Forsythia screams it's spring time,
Grape hyacinths trumpet arrival 
Hellebore shows surprising resilience,
Irises have a charmed goodness,
Japanese anemones pop up in cheer,
Kangaroo paws giggle,
Lilacs give sweeter fragrance
Moss phlox jewels open alongside tulips
Narcissuses dance in joy,
Oriental lilies add colour and drama 
Pansy prefers being cool,
Quietude of poppy charms
Redbud feasts for the eyes,
Snowdrop anemone fragrances fortune,
Time for hearty Asiatic lily to hail,
Unfolding beauty of Orchid,
Virginia bluebells and viburnum 
Witch hazel adds touch of yellow
X factors in birds of paradise,
Yellow trillium adds a true zing
Zinnia gives lasting affection and goodness.





Written April 23rd, 2016
For contest by Shadow

Finalised may 2nd- received N/A

Now entered for contest "Second chance #3" by broken wings

Premium Member Prevarication

PREVARICATION

 why now? said I, with sunrise in bloom,
 can it not wait for silvery moon?

 what if I tell her my knee has once more,
 locked-up with swelling, can't get to the door!

 viburnum you lovingly bought at the market,
 must wait one more day, alone on the carpet!

 the shingles I promised I'd fix by nightfall,
 must hang snaggly toothed, and with luck, won't fall!

 your armoire whose foot has cleaved in two,
 can wait one more day, I'll be in the loo!

 all through the years, you always would say,
 "don't put off 'till 'morrow, what's best done today!"

 there is one last thing, I think you should know,
 my love for you dear, continues to grow!


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