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Poem Details | by
Sam Beloved |
Categories:
analogy, birth, creation, devotion, earth, flower, nature,
Under the care of sun and rain
My leaves have unfurled
My buds have burst forth
My own will has been done
This was my beginning
Through the seasons
Spring brought me to life
Summer grew me to new heights
The fall must come sometime
The frost will encase my barbs
And I will return to meditation
Waiting patiently for my rebirth
For your light to peek through clouds
Your moon to hold me within night
When spring returns...
I will dance in the wind
A never ending flower
Poem Details | by
Lin Lane |
Categories:
bereavement, farewell, flower, rose,
Each day another velvet petal fell
Like somber tears from weeping eyes
A perfect flower was severed to quell
It lay withering as it drooped and died
Perfect flower, from bud to bloom
Sweet-scented rose, it was no wonder
That stifled in that sepulcher room
You were enshrined, awaiting plunder
Sadness lingers in me over your demise
Withered petals are always a cause for pain
But I'll remember you without tears in my eyes
The memory of your fragrance shall remain
Poem Details | by
Jacob Reinhardt |
Categories:
abuse, age, art, business, career, change, class, color, computer, conflict, death, depression, devotion, flower, green, happiness, introspection, irony, jobs, language, loneliness, lonely, longing, metaphor, nature, pain, philosophy, political, poverty, self, simile, slavery, social, society, spiritual, stress, technology, time, today, together, truth, urban, visionary, wisdom, work, world,
The Color Missing
Red, black, and blue are the colors of our work pens. Red is the color of the blood we spill on other people’s mistakes. Blue is the color of the songs we sing on tax forms or pay stubs- every page has a secret melody. Black is the color of the streets we fear most. Black is the color of our signature of approval. Black is the color of our death.
‘But what about the Green pens?’ I ask. They say ‘the ink is too hard to see.’
Poem Details | by
Kelly Deschler |
Categories:
death, flower, lost love, metaphor, red, rose, sad love,
Red velvet petals, only I, seduce,
With hidden danger under the disguise,
My fingers feeling shyly, I reduce,
Thorns sharpen, ready, waiting the unwise.
Before me, bleeding poison, I assume,
This flower withered, shriveled the entire,
A dark extracted substance, the perfume,
No beauty, only sorrow, I admire.
Withdrawn I wept lamenting the depart,
A rosebud, crimson, youthful, I erased,
A lifeless flower, never I impart,
nor taken with affection, I embraced.
Written by Kelly Deschler October 23rd, 2014
Poem Details | by
Ngoc Nguyen |
Categories:
beauty, eulogy, flower, friendship, love, romantic, rose,
I love a lovely girl—a Flower
from the sun-baked land of Brazil;
ageless, she by clock's every hour
makes the time be perfectly still.
Though fair and gorgeously pretty,
she longs to be known and adored
for her heart and inward beauty,
where love is felt and richly stored.
She's queenly and wears a lush crown,
a regent who sits on my throne;
a Rose, she's praised and of renown
and prized for her rare grace alone.
Most gentle and mild and too kind
to know, she treats the poor with care
and gives alms to the lame and blind;
and for me always says a prayer.
Poem Details | by
Emile Pinet |
Categories:
death, depression, feelings, flower, hurt, imagery, sad,
Blue petals of a forget-me-not
resting upon a marble headstone,
with this image weighing on my heart
I play my violin all alone.
Looking out of place amidst white rock
a blue as vivid as crimson blood,
rebuffs the paling pallor of death
with a promise conveyed in its bud.
The icy hand of fear grips my heart
shrouded in a cerulean hew,
as callused fingers caress the strings
lamenting the love I feel for you.
Grief resonates within every note
sending sad tears dribbling down my cheeks,
as I evoke lasting memories
granting my soul the comfort it seeks.
Poem Details | by
Brian Byrne |
Categories:
cancer, death, deep, depression, flower, loss, love, metaphor,
Daisy.
there she lay
planted beneath the soft, brittle earth
I remember picking you
no roses or tulips
just Daisy.
I was the gardener—
your gardener
what now shall I water
I cry in hopes my tears
will make you sprout
come out of your flowerbed
white and pure
yellow and cheery
green and new
I knew you were wilting
I saw you lose your petals
your eyes lost their vibrant glow
small and feeble
easily carried by the wind
you died within my gloves
now you are back where you began
the dark, eerie ground
but this time
Daisy.
you won’t grow
Poem Details | by
Paul Callus |
Categories:
death, flower, life,
life after death
chrysanthemums
atop the grave
- - - - -
*Chrysanthemums symbolize optimism
Contest: 2 or 3 line poem
Sponsored by Brian Strand
Placed 3rd
Poem Details | by
Robert Lindley |
Categories:
art, bereavement, dark, death, heartbreak, loss, sorrow,
Single Flower, In Winter's Grip
cold and frozen heart
graveyard, abandoned tombstone
life, fires, dead ashes
Robert J. Lindley, 11-13-2019
Haiku, ( Where Sorrows Meet Memories )
Poem Details | by
Jacqueline R. Mendoza |
Categories:
angel, beautiful, beauty, black african american, bridal shower, caregiving, celebrity, childhood, christian, cousin, daughter, death of a friend, devotion, education, environment, father daughter, first love, flower, children, for her, kids, how i feel, little sister, me, mom, mother, native american, nostalgia, people, poets, school, spiritual, student, woman, women, work,
They see strengths
Not the limitations
These are people who will make you proud of yourself
They will tell you why you’re special
Trust you to the point you have to answer their expectations
They make you better than you normally are
You can be proud of yourself
They respect you
For what you’ve done
Where you’ve come from
They see what you’ve experienced something real
Respect you for your courage
They live by their rules
They do not expect you to follow theirs
They are at peace to themselves
They are not proving anything to you
They are good listeners
Sincere in their interest in you
You feel important
They are available for honest
Genuine discussion
Makes you want to share yourself
Poem Details | by
Dear Heart |
Categories:
death, flower,
pretty flowers grew
in a garden window box-
death by drowning rain
____________________
June 17, 2015
Poetry/Haiku/pretty flowers
Copyright Protected, ID 15--6826-29-0
All Rights Reserved. Written Under Pseudonym.
For the contest, Picture Perfect Haiku #2,
sponsor, Skat
Second Place
Poem Details | by
Rhonda Johnson-Saunders |
Categories:
beauty, death, flower, life, spiritual,
Tears fall for each petal's descent,
descent of blooms in stone-lined graves.
Graves in silence hide their beauty,
beauty of heavenly bouquets.
By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, 6/7/15
For Nette's Four Lines Only Contest
Visual #3.
Poem Details | by
James Inman |
Categories:
lost love, pain,
sweet scented night bloom white and pure crushed in my hand what pain waits the dawn
01/13/16
Poem Details | by
Diane M Quinlan |
Categories:
cat, death, dog, flower, nature, rain,
cat, death, dog, flower, nature, rain,
HAIKU
It rained cats and dogs
My begonia bit the dust!
Dead-drunk begonia!
Poem Details | by
Diane M Quinlan |
Categories:
cat, death, dog, drink, flower, rain, water,
HAIKU
cat, death, dog, drink, flower, rain, water,
My begonias died today
They sucked up all their water
It rained cats and dogs!
Poem Details | by
Smail Poems |
Categories:
adventure, animal, april, autumn, baby, beautiful, beauty, business, caregiving, child, childhood, cowboy-western, dad, dance, dark, death, dedication, devotion, dream, easter, education, faith, family, flower, food, happiness, happy, life, love, miracle, mystery, people, rain, science, seasons, summer, thank you, thanksgiving, tree, tribute, uplifting, work,
Work.
Toil.
The pain I put in the ground.
For such a precious thing.
Corn.
The family enjoys their meal.
They plant their leftover kernels.
And wait for me to tend to them.
Work.
An endless cycle in which happiness is born.
©Demand4poetry
21 February 2013
Poem Details | by
liam mcdaid |
Categories:
angel, beautiful, bereavement, blessing, flower, love, magic,
I think we are ment
To be together source of light
Give me one hour
of your precious time
I will give you
a brand new life
As this earth changes around
growing inside our union
The pathway
is clear cut diamond
as you command
the rising deep ocean waves
I warmly salted them with spices
As they rise and fall calming ocean breaths
Softly mesmerised
loving your beauty
Turning the wheel
steering this ship
blowing in one direction sings
I hunger your love
Source of each other
Can be found a million miles away
we feast at the alter of purity
With wings we fly together from the final table
Poem Details | by
Kate sparks |
Categories:
bereavement, blue, boy, childhood, death, dedication, flower, imagery, love, memory, mother son, remember, seasons, son,
After the lilacs have gone by,
before golden flowers bloom
we will walk through meadows
soft and blue
and feast on bread with honey
stolen from autumn bees
still drunk in love with sunflowers.
After the lilacs have gone by,
before red poppies dance,
as we wake in meadows
soft with dew
you will kiss my honeyed lips
and we will walk through springs
still drunk in love with bluebells.
After the lilacs have gone by,
before brown leaves of autumn
as we remember meadows
green and new
sweet dreams will flow like honey
from a sunflower child
with eyes the shade of bluebells
Poem Details | by
Susan Gentry |
Categories:
flower, grave, grief, i miss you, lost, mother daughter,
Flowers placed on grave
showing attempts to connect
lost without my mom
Written 2015
Placed 10th in SKAT Flower Contest Theme sponsored by SKAT A
Poem Details | by
Kuleza John Lembi |
Categories:
absence, cry, death of a friend, sorrow,
With soil you now one
Now gone never to return
None to wipe my tears
Flooding down my cheeks
You were healing my wounded heart
With comfort
You filled my frustrated mind
Flower withers
Death overtakes life
Now that you are gone
I lose the grave wins
Above the sky
Heading heaven you are now
May your soul rest in peace
NB: in loving memory of my best friend Innocent
Poem Details | by
JAN ALLISON |
Categories:
flower, funeral,
I don’t want flowers at my funeral
I should add this too my will
What use are they to me when I am dead
I’d prefer them now if I were ill
I love their sheer beauty
This no one can disguise
The scent of a bunch of freesias
Brings tears to my eyes
My favourite flowers are carnations
I’ve loved them since I was a kid
Red, yellow, orange, shades
These colours I love but not on my grave
So when I’m gone and the mourning is over
I’m to be scattered where the four winds blow
Bradda Head is my chosen resting place
It’s a place I’ve often loved to go
Jan Allison
3rd April 2014
Poem Details | by
Gerald Nforche |
Categories:
depression, funeral, loss, nostalgiaflower, flower,
the skies are broken
and the winds ravage mad
bringing famine clad
which stir awake our ecosystem to cry
weeping tears-falling hot-
and the ecosystem destroyed clean-
clings to its last strength
while malicious man continue the strangle:
come with that cup of water
for my flower shivers cold in thirst
bring it and let me water it
else it shall fail and
no flower shall my lover gain
Poem Details | by
Andrei Manzon |
Categories:
absence, death, emotions, feelings, goodbye, lost love, love,
This day is dying fast,
I'm afraid this would be the last.
Seeing her slowly fading away,
In her case she beautifully lay.
Tears hiding beneath the rain,
Fast pulses in my vein.
Frozen from this deep sorrow,
I wish that I'd skip to tomorrow.
Utter silence follows after grief,
My heart now is as fragile as a leaf.
She took my heart with her where she lay
And in sorrow I see her for the last time Today.
No type of bliss can carry me
From this torment that Death's given me with glee.
Once my lively beautiful flower,
Now withering in her final hour.
Poem Details | by
arthur vaso |
Categories:
creation, flower, grief, identity, introspection, passion, philosophy,
The Old Greek
love flowers
life
anger flares
grease fire
sunsets
flowers wilt
love love
hate hate
hypocrites
I am king
Perle Fine
my Queen
hells fire
summers here
Poem Details | by
arthur vaso |
Categories:
angst, art, character, eulogy, flower, holocaust, horror,
I died beside her departure
Railroad tracks empty
Bloodless heart
Ashes black