Best Daisy Poems

In my meadow the scent of spring ripples in air, 
I see the dance of patina on dainty petals of daisy, 
unfurling with the touch of dawn’s spectrum, 
like your hazel eyes out of the trance of dream. 

The flowers blossom in chromatic charisma of...

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In the garden of Eden,
grows beautiful Blue Daisies
Walk your steps with care,
without breaking anything
Hummingbirds and bees,
love your nectar and color


Soft music under the moon
Purple raindrops
Be mine, in the rain
A bouquet Blue Daisy
Shakespeare is in love
That's Amore





21.06.2017
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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In my bed.
Winter blahs.
Colorless ground
Icy jaws.

I poke my head
Timidly forth.
I see some green
I feel some warmth.

I stretch my tendrils
Toward the sky.
Spindly spikes
Reaching high.

Slowly my body
Unclenches, unfurls
Displaying a wonder
Color and curls.

I dance in the breeze
In joyous abandon
I bow and I spin
Appearing quite random.

But when I pause
In...

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A green-eyed cyclops
flutters albino lashes
against the cold wind...

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Daisy trips and falls apart
The mysterious rider brings her back
And now wonders how she ll find
The way back home cause is its off the line
And runs away leaving the rider alone
He comes back for her 
On the dark dawn
She refuses to go back to his...

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I am a brown and yellow daisy, called a black-eyed Susan, my name is Daisy
I wake up early every morning and open my velvety petals covered with dew 
I dance in the breeze, waiting for the bee boss and crew to feed on my nectar
My...

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We always knew Miss Daisy
Was crazy. 
The way she said things 
Then played with her bangs. 
Her shirt
Covered in dirt
She let her head fall back 
And scream, "that was wack!"
But Miss Daisy, 
And her crazy
Didn't like to leave. 
And me being naïve
Thought it was okay....

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And so legend goes, of a daisy, not a rose
of a love to behold that quickly grew cold
Etched in regret, Daisy ponders in a fret
should he return, for him would she yearn

One eve a sweet miss was given her first kiss
her heart took to flight...

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Awaking from deep slumber
she peeps at the crimson sky
her loose tresses wet with dew.
Shyly, loyal to the rising sun,
on a naked stalk she spreads
her striking petals washed in blue.
Growing in confidence she smiles
cheerfully exuberant.
Open-eyed, she whiles time away, 
listening to the soft whispers
of the breeze...

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Delicate and beautiful
is sweet Daisy. She’s
like a flowers’ petals that
flutter in the breeze.

Like a daisy’s center part -
yellow as the sun -
she is bright and cheerful, for
she’s a lucky one.

Every evening, with a smile,
she is at the door -
waiting for the handsome man
who she calls...

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She blooms with the breaking dawn's first light
            with her breath so fresh and her face so bright.
She looks flawless with her beauty at its height
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Dancing flowers plop at fullest bloom
in the rustled yellow burnt fields.
It sways an echo after the winds
and hits the grass aside who sheilds.

The dawn casts its tangerine color
after the flattery feilds of Daisies,
and a child runs the sunrays of early dawn
to pick a daisy for...

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Each generation
		is the next link in the chain
But our ancestral past
won’t let the future children 
		of posterity go, to run free
Adam and Eve put the first breach
in the human chain 
Caused us to start building fences,
made neighbors divide themselves
Your little white girl
wandered into my yard...

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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...

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yellow daisy chain
Birkenstocks sandals
ukuleles play
peace sign happy face
a hippie child

1960’s
Woodstock music
pass around bong
free love flowing

bell bottoms
hip-huggers
lava lamp

flower
child

love...

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