Blooming Poems - Poems about Blooming

I am the poet of the garden, hear my song My petals are pages where verses belong Rooted in the earth, yet reaching for the sky I write my story as days and seasons fly My first draft sprouts,...Read the rest...

Sitting on the block of the day Looking into amethyst abyss No longer seen as hunter or prey Disenfranchised like blue cold kiss Watching the animals fight their wars Knowing some win some lose Feeling the wrath of attention whores Singing...Read the rest...

Chetta is the nom de plume of a brassy, classy, sassy, and a little bit trashy sister of the summer sun, she's a lover of sugar and spice and everything nice; feels sunny, funny, and a little poetic, but fears...Read the rest...

Ashy Prinia pair Flitted across my garden Catching something here and there Yellow Portulaca flowers looked brighter Once they saw this Ashy Prinia pair A lone lotus Swayed as the gentle birds Flitted across my garden I wondered how They stayed happy while Catching something...Read the rest...

blooming daylily gold asiatic lily.... hummingbird sips spring back door opens to garden hummingbird tries to enter...Read the rest...

There’s nothing to mourn about death, any more than the blooming of a rose, What’s truly terrible isn’t death, but the lives that are wasted. People lose their essence in the abyss of forgetfulness, Throwing their days into...Read the rest...

Light finds its way to come through, after a nightmare at night heart beats fast. My dog is lying next to me, I open the blinds another morning to see. Sadness invades me, you are not with me. Alone in the bed, clouds and...Read the rest...

Nights that smell of dew, days that smell of fresh grass, flowers that bloom to be seen for a short time, leaving their fragrance in the air for us to feel that unforgettable instant. Slippery days missed somewhere...Read the rest...

Bad breath Betty Never had a steady Or anything Be it friend or foe. Everyone avoided her don't cha know. Then she went to the zoo Met Evalynn Who blew flowers through her nose. Betty had to find out how that goes. Evalynn said,...Read the rest...

In the quiet of dawn's tender light, Our love blooms like a rose, delicate and bright. Your laughter, a gentle breeze that stirs my soul, A melody that dances, making me whole. In whispered promises and stolen kisses, We write...Read the rest...

Roses are blooming in the parched land Waters spring up in the dessert sand Surprise doors open, as new paths form From loss to inheritance, a divine shift born In this season of war, wait for the wind In the...Read the rest...

The end of November Christmas looms ever nearer; Gifts required for Buster Boy Kitty Violette and Keira As well as those for Their dads and mums All to be bought before The dreaded day comes. And the ads on the tele Get...Read the rest...

Written 29 November 2023 Love Jones Poetry Contest Sponsored by Karen Jones ...Read the rest...

In the middle of a Thai hot summer, we ventured into the high hills of North Thailand. We were medics, a small out-reach team serving the scattered rural villages of that remote area. Klauss, a dour civic engineer, by his...Read the rest...

Flowers blooming, people smiling, everything happening at its best. The sorrows are gone, now there's no pawn. Everything's great and no one's caved. The brightness is overloaded, everyone is happy. Lost the dejection and no one's snappy....Read the rest...