Best Hydrangea Poems

ODE TO THE HYDRANGEA

Misunderstood little Mophead,
They call her ‘Changing Rose’,
Her colour comes from the soil
And the acidity in which she grows.

Chorus:	Water in her name,
		Water in her veins.
		Blue Azorean stranger,
		Nothing rhymes with Hydrangea.

Graceful in the half-sun,
She turns pink with added lime.
At home in the Himalayas,
Found globally...

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Two poetic hydrangea mobiles ~ happy or sad, take your pick 

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Weeping hydrangeas spill
sapphire tears falling,
drenching grey scale gardens
suspended, free flowing
a mobile of distractions
on tiny threads scattered
above clouded daydreams
Worded floating silent streams,
spinning slowly, creating phrases
on whirlwind petals,
browned edges frame 
whispered wonderings
sans answers
upon somber breezes
of yesterday’s...

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In the marshmallow 
mirth of blueberry 
beginnings of bliss,
I wish upon stars
that blush behind 
mint-grey memories,
drifting along sheets 
of fluffy daydreams,
across orchid skies. 
For I am carving
silence before the
Goddess of Ocean
ascends and swirls to 
the sterling rays of 
the tulip moon. 
My pen pierces through...

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Listen to the shifting winds 
carrying musical meteors,
there soars floating
letters between 
lyrical lines,
emanating runes
that reflect 
revolving rhymes
of faith within
and beyond.
For we are more than
just spectators or actors, 
in this theatrical life,
we are the assigned 
maestros of God
orchestrating joy,
through strings of 
interconnected instruments.

In the midst of...

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Hydrangea Influence

Pull of gravity drawn on the senses, hydrangea scent
Fragrance bliss, orgasmic burst, flowering forth
Explains beauty one petal at a time in naked white
Flavors come on nasal whiffs in flight
Fragile buds nod to blossoms under the glacial moon 
Delicately delicious invisible friends seen once again
Spread...

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Multiplier and large blooms
Colors varied and depend on the soil ph
Hardy plants are hard to kill 
Blooms all spring and summer
Until frost, you delight me
No need to fret for you 
You never displease me
Your plant grows and thickens
Each year, you grow more beautiful
My delight is...

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Walking along these old country roads, 
the path littered with jagged stones.
Flowing to the wind melody 
adorning the side of the trail ahead, 
the little stream gleams at them in jealousy, 
the sweet fluttering white flower bed. 

The early rising sun beams in pride,
At the...

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hydrangea blooming
buzz, buzz, buzz goes bumblebees....
red sun rising...

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