Budding Poems - Poems about Budding

... A lone cantata pierced through the hollow night as hungry clouds nibbled at the frozen Moon, Her smile obscured but for a slight, scanty sight as a solo aria pierced the lagoon. Amid th......Read the rest...

...Mauve sweetheart of mountains your petals pulse twilight and scatter small stars amongst scars, whilst wars rage on the world's dark stage and the stage disintegrates, becomes a mass grave......Read the rest...

... By the time it's officially Summer, Without a doubt, they will be arresting me. Presently, they are budding under the crape myrtle, which also will be stunning by summer. Most assuredly, all o......Read the rest...

... buds begin to leaf begging for bucolic growth ~ flora in full dress (May Full Moon – Cree)......Read the rest...

... clementine honey the buzzing bees beholding a budding lily i’m adoring audible crooning of colorful bloom ......Read the rest...

...I see budding leaves Gently eaten by green birds Spooking like thieves.......Read the rest...

...I am the breath of teardrops drying A whisper coaxed awak’ning on rippled pond Shadows creeping amid the grey stones Concealing both prey and predator A faint kiss to lift the butterflies aloft......Read the rest...

...Spring Awakes Robin Maternal builders Patiently gather debris Fragile wombs of blue Cherry Tree Blushing pink petals Tossed in my path with shy love Nature's flower girl Bud......Read the rest...

... Manifestations of your Gauzy Fantasies Unravelling Bonds of Tangled, Mangled Destinies Sun of Man Set His Right Eye on Me Tenaciously Searing, Calculating To Entrap Me, A Prisoner to His Needs ......Read the rest...

...You fell in October, like autumn leaves Funny it was a hot day. The avocado tree was budding. I knew you only a short while, But it broke me to see your mother cry. She was inconsolable.......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The golden pixie’s honeyed voice renews Spring’s fresh blooms join birds’ melodious song When springtime melts lingering winter blues In soft goodbye song ......Read the rest...

...yellow heads budding yard looks like sunflower field mowing doesn't help......Read the rest...

...Enthusiasm, a fickle friend, Illumining the soul, or chasing an end. A trumpet call to start the race, Run with heart, or without a face. Honoring the master’s call alarming, Or setting the ......Read the rest...

...I'm wiping the slate clean I've been sleeping in the dust left by memories The world's new budding green whispers to me Wake up I've become something beautiful shedding away the violence of my ......Read the rest...

...Finally, my blood began to coagulate. I counted up my fingers, and found I had eight; And so, I'm sorry to say, for me it's too late; But I'm still alive, and hope to spare you my fate. Let ......Read the rest...