Garden Flower Poems

I have flowers all over the yard
not planted, but rather in pots
for this is Kansas
Clay country

Sometimes I Iong for the fields of Iowa
where even the...

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I awoke from a small seed
Born from the sun and earth of humble origins 
Surrounded by others waiting to bloom 
A journey I took,
Through the...

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June blooms its flower, plush passion pink petals supple and velvety
Unyeilding scent sensation’s drift diliriously midst my garden party      ...

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Happened upon black-eyed Susans,
so bright and beautiful. I stopped
and looked, snapped
a picture with my cell, drew back
breath and sighed; eyed
with appreciation, didn’t matter
where I found...

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*The poet waits quietly to paint the unsaid*
6 million or more flowers to honor the dead

It's such a little thing-- remembrance, with flowers
a labor of...

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White Diamond Bellflower, shiny marble lady
Dance with me in the cemetery, in the world of death
You are a transparent marble, a beautiful creature of my...

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The flower blooms, 
Petals unfurl, 
A beacon of beauty, 
Sometimes in a harsh world.

The poetic muse,
Takes flight on the breeze, 
Words dance and shimmer, 
Like...

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Weedy Eschatology

By Mark D. Stucky
The aging street mourns its faded splendor.
It remembers having red tulips and roses
in manicured, fertilized, emerald lawns
in community yards lining its...

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nestled under mulch 
life begins with just a seed 
searching for the sun...

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As the early summer air ripples in my meadow, 
I see the dance of dulcet patina on dainty petals, 
unfurling with the touch of the...

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As the early summer air ripples in my meadow, 
I see the dance of dulcet patina on dainty petals, 
unfurling with the touch of the...

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Black-eyed Susan, a Summer doll.
Bright, yellow, with downturned petals.
My childhood shadow skips along
the trail with honeysuckle scent.

Flow’rs stunning in a garden fete.
Her sunrays smile in...

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“It does not matter if you are a rose or a lotus or a marigold. What matters is you are flowering.” Rajnesh

Placed 10th in:
Admire a...

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"For a Painted Daisy every day is a new beginning to start again,
to find beauty in small things, like a butterfly caress or a...

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Sunlit petals can be found
Underneath a center round,
Nodding ... both to and fro
Finding summer breezes' blow,
Loyal to a warm embrace 
Over to the sun they...

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