Petals graced with dew
demure in simplicity,
sprightly fiery hues
catching one's sight perfectly,
Oh, the magical daisy!
tanka by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
Distances demand attraction
Petals with their shapes and hues
Are of no use for the bees
Who stumbled over the petals.
So are women closeted with men.
12.11.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Fields of Heather
If you ever go to Scotland
on a summer day,
You'll fall in love with Heather,
Heathers blooming along the
bay.
Raising their tiny heads to
address the day,
You won't believe their beauty,
They will take your breath away.
This is a magical time, Heathers
growing wild and free,
Looking at a field of flowers,
Captivated, by their beauty.
Delicate tiny bows, catching in
the wind,
They color the landscape, lovely
blossoms blend.
Heathers hues beg our attention,
From Pinks to firey Reds,
God smiled on the appearance,
Of her beautiful flower beds.
Fragrance of Honeysuckle,
The sweetness of the Rose,
Fill the air with promise,
As Heather puts on her pose.
Petals softly speak, of luck,
And good cheer,
She'll return again, in the
coming year.
Heather, is my namesake,
I am proud to say,
Long ago, and far away,
My father fell in love with.
HEATHERS
On another summer day.
poem by Heather Burns
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
A Single Daisy
One day I encountered;
A single daisy with snowy
White petals splayed proudly
Was standing in a sea of dandelions
Although taunted and tormented she did not falter
Unafraid, to be a different shape ‘n color
With a clear voice inside my head,
she spoke to me;
“Take me from this place of angst ‘n suffering”
For this;
I’ll answer any question you may ask”
I thought for a moment and blurted;
Does she really love me?
“Indeed she does dear friend,
Ask for her hand in marriage
You’ll both know joy, without end”
“Now quickly tear me from this dust,
Toss my stem and petals to the wind
Shed salty tears of pity, if you must
Free at last I’ll be, lest you rescind”
Reaching down, at last freed from hell I
Scattered her soft petals to the breeze
Her voice inside my head said
“Farewell”
I was content to know, her will was appeased
These days, for every daisy encountered,
I smile, and pause to listen for a voice
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Little White Dainty Daisy Opening Upon Such An Early Morning
little white dainty daisy
too fragile to believe that this
mighty bee
loves her
too young a bud
to open upon an early morning
the hairy bee rushes to take
everything from
dainty daisy
all her nectar
the might and force of the sucking and the sting
are too much
for her taking
upon the ground lies
the purest of all petals
when the sun & winds & clouds finally come
oh, there is so much weeping
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
To The Same Flower (second poem)
With little here to do or see
Of things that in the great world be,
Daisy! again I talk to thee,
For thou art worthy,
Thou unassuming Common-place
Of Nature, with that homely face,
And yet with something of a grace,
Which Love makes for thee!
Oft on the dappled turf at ease
I sit, and play with similies,
Loose types of things through all degrees,
Thoughts of thy raising:
And many a fond and idle name
I give to thee, for praise or blame,
As is the humour of the game,
While I am gazing.
A nun demure of lowly port;
Or sprightly maiden, of Love's court,
In thy simplicity the sport
Of all temptations;
A queen in crown of rubies drest;
A starveling in a scanty vest;
Are all, as seems to suit thee best,
Thy appellations.
A little cyclops, with one eye
Staring to threaten and defy,
That thought comes next--and instantly
The freak is over,
The shape will vanish--and behold
A silver shield with boss of gold,
That spreads itself, some faery bold
In fight to cover!
I see thee glittering from afar--
And then thou art a pretty star;
Not quite so fair as many are
In heaven above thee!
Yet like a star, with glittering crest,
Self-poised in air thou seem'st to rest;--
May peace come never to his nest,
Who shall reprove thee!
Bright 'Flower'! for by that name at last,
When all my reveries are past,
I call thee, and to that cleave fast,
Sweet silent creature!
That breath'st with me in sun and air,
Do thou, as thou art wont, repair
My heart with gladness, and a share
Of thy meek nature!
poem by William Wordsworth
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Cherry Blossoms Adrift
Pink petals passing
Scents above so high
Painted porcelain perfection
Blossoms caress the sky
Swaying silent shroud
Suitors strolling by
Pink petals passing
Lover's gentle sigh
Pastel hues falling
Slow fluttering grace
Pink petals passing
Lining streams in lace
Pink petals passing
Smoothest transit by
Soft essence floating
In most subtle lullaby
Inducing springtime slumber
Upon a satin shore
Sailing with the current
Pink petals pass before
(1999)
poem by Mary Fumento
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Daisy.
Daisy.
So lazy.
In a field.
A sunlit shield
Of meadow green.
Bows
To fan your beauty.
Vows
It's never a duty.
So serene.
An open portrait
For the sky
To paint
With cumulus billowed white.
As skylarks duet
In choral flight.
With floral smile
Of sweet delight.
Daisy.
So crazy.
All now is revealed.
As Heaven peeled
The sun away
Your moondance lit,
In beam you sway.
White petals gleam
In every ray.
A tiny flower
That lives one hour
In hidden bouquet.
That sea of colour
Could lose a minnow
It's true.
Yet daisy I know
Again
I will find you
In midnight blue.
poem by Kevin East
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Grandeur of Life! ! !
When pearls of tears
linger on long lashes,
look like dew-drops on flower-petals
glittering in the sun,
then -and only then
the gloom looks great;
When heart feels fresh
and mind bears glimpse
or holds the treasure of memories
of the departed ones,
then-and only then
the pain seems superb;
When a bruised heart smiles
and this smile creates hues,
bright more than the colored stripes
of the magical rainbow,
then-and only then
the glee looks grand;
and these facts form
the grandeur of life! ! !
poem by Shahzia Batool
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Infinite Beauty
Looking over the fields towards the Sun,
Observing that the rain had just begun,
A freshness seemed to permeate the air,
And all that one could do was, stand and stare,
As something magical crept across the skies,
A vision that was reflected in my eyes.
A sight of infinite beauty, there to see,
One of the wonders given to us, for free.
Lovely colours blending, like a dream,
In subtle hues, an arched rainbow supreme.
poem by Ernestine Northover
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Rainbows and Dreams...
Like a flower that has no petals and its
Demure timidity became a song in its heart;
Those rhythms in the heart beats are the music
Of my life; my tranquil music…
Passions seeking salvation embraced beauty,
Flowing through rivulets of eloquent silence
Of imagination, and hallucinations.
Let the hues start painting that portrait
Of this flower that embezzle my heart.
Rainbows leaning on the earth and spanning
Over the firmament, caressing in adoration
The sky, eternally blue and placid in its nature,
Clasping the chillness of the snow-clad
Mountains of the earth,
Gifted and bestowed dreams on me
And the entire fragrance, of that flower.
The flower that has stolen my heart…
poem by Kunjubi Varghese
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Humble Daisy
Humble daisy
Form a chain to hold all battleships in check
Humble daisy
Knit a ladder down to natures sunken wreck
Ragged rug unbound
Tangle trip the lovers
Royal barge aground
Brighter than all of the others on the window sill
Ill sing about you if nobody else will
Humble daisy
Cast the milk and coins of mornings cash about
Humble daisy
I fell down to heaven as you picked me out
Well look up together
Browsing through some old sky
Sipping in the weather
Youve got me dizzy, the fly that climbed the sugar hill
Ill lay upon you till somebody else will
Humble daisy
Well look up together
song performed by by Xtc
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Humble Daisy
Humble daisy
Form a chain to hold all battleships in check
Humble daisy
Knit a ladder down to natures sunken wreck
Ragged rug unbound
Tangle trip the lovers
Royal barge aground
Brighter than all of the others on the window sill
Ill sing about you if nobody else will
Humble daisy
Cast the milk and coins of mornings cash about
Humble daisy
I fell down to heaven as you picked me out
Well look up together
Browsing through some old sky
Sipping in the weather
Youve got me dizzy, the fly that climbed the sugar hill
Ill lay upon you till somebody else will
Humble daisy
Well look up together
song performed by by Xtc
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
The Petals
The petals of the daisy fall to the ground
as one by one I count them.
He loves me. He loves me not.
And if the answer comes out not
I must count all over again.
And so I counted the petals on two
And will count a third if I must.
For the answer must be the affirmative.
It's the only answer I trust.
So let the petals fall to the ground
And scatter ‘round my feet.
For I've just counted the one that said
"He loves me." So the counting is complete.
poem by Edwina Reizer
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Rose Petals
Rose petals are so soft to touch,
rose petalsfragrance is so divine to smell,
rose petals are like lovely lips which smile,
rose petals are given to lady love,
rose petals are spread on bed of newly bride,
rose petals are life of butterflies,
rose petals are used for beauty baths,
rpse petals are offered on the lotus feet of god,
rose petals are placed on grave of dear ones,
rose petals are offered in river ganga for departed soul,
rose petals are showered on newly weds,
rose petals are decorated on festive days,
roses are given as a promise for everlasting love.
poem by renu Vig sharma sharma
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Most modern calendars mar the sweet simplicity of our lives by reminding us that each day that passes is the anniversary of some perfectly uninteresting event.
quote by Oscar Wilde
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Demure
I brood on comely thoughts,
With feelings of bungalow;
I sought the demure boy
Living with his house and stone -
A bucolic home, full of mystery.
This hounded this demesne,
Demure friendship with godly work.
I conflate the desultory times
With special times of the year.
I see a boy who had dalliances,
In the very use of the sun and stars.
My ebullience for his shame to prevail
Was astounding and supreme.
I brood on these attractive and comely
Thoughts,
Ones of the reality in this demure boy.
poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Conception
Unearthed-once buried-hopes lived...
Soon to be borne into the light...
A Gift of God was presented to us...
Bringing much joy into our hearts and sight;
A magical-perfectly timed moment--
When two-a man-a woman became one...
God was watching and was very pleased...
Leading to conception when the day was done;
A tiny miracle embraced in our arms---
A babe wrapped in gossemer and down-
A gift most supreme and a hope filled dream...
A son was borne in Seattle town;
May 18,2010
poem by Theodora Onken
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Watching Aurora
The stillness of the night now breaks
As the roosters announce, Aurora wakes
In magical splendor unfolds her garments
As deep blue turns to magenta's raiment
Then softly sheer lavender lace the sky
Too magnificent to be drank by the eye
Undressing, she then reveals her hues
Of bright red, and orange, then yellow on blue
Each day that dawns is a spectacular sight
Watching Aurora is a wonderful delight.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Petals
Shes the angel on top of the tree
Sugarheart, here she comes
Shes going to fall on me
Innocence was our fire
We told the truth
I miss the sweet boys
In the summer of their youth
Tear the petals off of you
Make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
Tear the petals off of you
Make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
They will make you so
So cynical
The fire burns, the flesh destorys
The past that made us old
Shes the grace of this world
Shes too pure
For the likes of this world
This world is a whore
Tear the petals off of you
Make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
Tear the petals off of you
Make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
I wait till mine and
Hey, its all mine
Hey, its all mine
Never knew what I could be
All the darling buds of may
They fall with no sound
They carry you down
They carry you down
Ooooooooo, ooooooh
Ooooooooo
All the lillies bloomed and blossomed
Wilted and theyre shivering
I cant stop their withering,
Oh, this world is a war
Tear the petals off of you
Make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
Tear the petals off of you
Make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
Tear the petals off of you
Make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
Tear the petals off of you
Make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
Tear the petals off of you
Make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
Tear the petals off of you
Make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
song performed by by Hole
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Heidegger questions a Japanese on language
Like the delighted stillness of the silence
which is an emptiness that is full,
from which come the moments
graced by the specific; as
the scent of cherry blossom or
the petals of the plum;
when what endures, is the message
and needs us as messengers.
poem by Michael Shepherd
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!