At The Beach From The High Window
sea breeze
soft silk on your cheeks
the curtains dance
Beethoven
it is morning
outside the slender
fingers of sun
caress the petals of
the red Chinese
flower
i am giggling.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Rainbow’s Birth
The morning light
in your eye
unfurls a sail
in the solar wind
of sun rays.
Your fingers move
like flower petals
in the breeze
of June.
In the palm
of your hand
the rainbow
is born.
poem by Paul Hartal
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Anguish Thoughts
I saw a flower
Not so fresh, enchanting
It has no sweet smell as roses have.
But it has the thorns of roses.
If I touch a flower
I can tell its soft or rough
But all flowers are soft
Soft petals with sweet fragrance
Make a flower beloved.
But I can’t touch this flower
For it is dangerous.
But worms found its bed
And going to destroy my little flower.
Can this secret love
Destroy her crimson petals?
poem by Abdul Hakeem Parannur
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The Only Flower You Are
A sunbeam caress the only flower from my garden,
What a nice feeling, what a pleasure,
Than to admire the beauty of a flower,
And closing eyes to dream about it.
It's a sweet flower,
Which opened its petals,
To get the joyful morning dew,
And with its fragrance to stun me,
To bring into my heart its magic.
But the most beautiful flower,
That sit next to me,
It's you my love,
You are just a flower bud,
You are all i ever want to hold, ,
You are my dream transposed into reality,
You are my life, my joy.
poem by Cristina Teodor
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The Red Rose
How beautiful is the red rose
The morning dew that sits upon its petals
Sparkles in the morning light
How sweetly it dances in the soft breeze
Moving gracefully to the beat of the trees
How subdued are its red petals
In the morning light
In the daylight bright
The red rose gives life
To the ones who share love forever
It thrives all day and night
The red rose is alive
poem by Alex Fischer
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This Flower
This Flower
This flower with petals so soft to touch
Cradles nature's portal
Where waves rise
and sweet ambrosia falls
This flower with petals so delicate and refined
Lay at the entryway of an open vessel
Waiting with a velvet whisper
to be filled with the seeds of nature's life
This flower with petals so tame and silent
Begs the onlooker to experience it's hiddenness
And after one look, one taste
She has caught her prize
1 April 2008
The White Flower
THE WHITE FLOWER
A white flower opened its petals
to reveal a golden centre – so laden
with pollen –
Just then a gentle breeze passed
and
the flower opened its petals
and the gentle breeze wafted
its resin onto the bodies
of some young girls and boys
who were playing naked by a pond
until their skin glowed golden.
HJB 1990’s
poem by Helen Bauman
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Eleanor
She’s in the garden before light, because of her heart I suppose,
she strokes and stares at the petals of the deepest crimson rose.
Her slender right-hand’s delicate fingers grasp the stem so tight,
as blood drips through her fingers onto her clothes of the night.
No signs of pain show on her face as the thorns pierce her skin,
but tears roll down her cheeks, as she suffers a greater pain within.
Her once only love has gone because he has found someone new,
now she has only memories and a heart that’s been torn in two.
poem by Orlando Belo
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The Death of a Flower
Love is a soft, sweet flower
Blooming 'neath sunlight's rays
Life gives love its power
Sustains you all your days
Love is a soft, sweet flower
Bright petals circularly arrayed
Life gives love its power
To hold one's heart in sway
Love is a soft, sweet flower
Flourishing by a cool bay
Life gives love its power
But eventually both fade to gray
Love is a wilted flower
Petals all crumpled and frayed
Life gave love its power
But death took both away
poem by Elizabeth Sheaffer
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A Beautiful Flower Blooming
A withered flower blooming again
breeze shook the flower
the sun is shining on flower
rain water to wash the dust-filled flower
abort storm petals
storm that renders the flower petals
polling beetle sucking painful
flower that bloom so bright today
beauty exudes an aura of coolness of the beholder
spread the fragrance that invites a bee to touch
although many other flowers around it
bees sucking the flower first
choose to suck and touch the flower
lately the flower
always bloom radiate beauty
a bee was not able to get away from the flower
a bee sucking the beautiful bloomington
always produce the honey taste good
really beautiful relationship between the flower and bee
both are very compatible and complement each other
poem by meti Rahmawati
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Feeling The Sunflower
feel the leaves of this living flower
pierce and burst
the dews still dreaming
this morning
the glow of the sun from the east
slowly spreading between
the hills
you do not notice
the slow unfolding of this flower
through its red petals
now wanting to
open from the hold of
your fingers
my living flower
blooms today
it is telling the world
what freedom is
and its purity
and its being so temporary...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To My Love
To My Love
As a fragrant flower
Let me bloom a day,
And in your silken locks
Let me for a moment stay:
As the bright vermilion,
Let me be with thee,
On your moon-like forehead,
With pride for others to see:
As a string of pearls
Let me around you stay,
To caress your slender neck
And there to happily play:
As the tinkling bangles
Let me for once be
On your fair, lovely arms
And roll on with glee:
As the soft breeze
Let me for a time flow,
And on your lap play
Like a sweet child of glow:
The heart I possessed,
I know not how you snatched,
At your feet, now, my soul, I lay
With a love that is unmatched!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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My Living Flower
feel the leaves of this living flower
pierce and burst
the dews still dreaming
this morning
the glow of the sun from the east
slowly spreading between
the hills
you do not notice
the slow unfolding of this flower
through its white petals
now wanting to
open from the hold of
your fingers
my living flower
blooms today
it is telling the world
what freedom is
and its purity
and its being so temporary...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Quintessence Of The Flowers
Pensively, come to where the garden is
With your feet sprinting through the brambly sophistication.
Pry - you never did, and you never will - for
The peculiarity of the flowers rouse the tides of your scruple;
The petals are tethered to the body so slender - modest
In a starburst as the malingering shrill of the flower is the
Catalyst of the somersaulting noon-time delight,
Caught by the fancy of this inveigle, the farce has been played out,
Dear agile lover - you dare not pluck this flower for you tremble
In the nullity of its feigned void - there is an augury to be found
In a flower: prolix, sapid and perennial like how the trees
Have witnessed the scowling of the heavens as the mire
Satiates each of the heaven's parcel!
You ask me incessantly now, that you have come to the
Acquaintance of the petals - these wondrous parasols,
The cantankerous thorns cloaking the flower's flagrant body;
These are no more than wry and insidious invitations:
A challenge to the eagerness of your heart to pluck the flower
Out of its perturbed garden as the beasts of the night trample a trifle morose
Anguish all over the tapestry.
Its roots need not an explanation dear love, just open your callow eyes
And there you will see that the petals, the thorns, the curtailed stem,
And the perfunctory silence of the roots are one and the same.
This flower at the cynosure of the garden is a vivid reflection of you,
Conjured, and that is the meaning of the flower:
That forever you are girdled though your thorns
May perforate my entirety, my hands - let it bleed
And that is the meaning of the flower,
That even if the petals - your petals whittle away
I will still hold your reminiscences like that of a multihued petal
Fluttering away into the sea where I look for you.
And your slender body that I will cradle as we sieve
Through everything and anything that will impede
Our inexorable swiftness.
I am the garden, and you are the flower, ceaselessly
I will girdle you until the vale abates into nothingness.
poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr
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Everyone Knows I Love You
On a summer morning, we smile at sunrise,
Plan to walk through fields of marigolds;
You have long hair and a slender body,
You have a necklace of jade
That hangs low between your breasts,
I seek to delicately kiss your necklace
And rest with dreams in this sensual sanctuary
That promises love and acceptance.
I become speechless thinking about you,
The beautiful day, the warm breeze,
The green grass, the flower petals
That laugh as they fall into the lake;
One can hear birds and insects sing,
Everyone knows I love you.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Roll Over Beethoven
Gonna write a little letter, mail it to my local dj
Its a rockin little record I want my jockey to play
Roll over beethoven, I hear it again today
You know my temperatures rising and the juke-box blows a fuse
My hearts beatin rhythm and my soul is a-singing the blues
Roll over beethoven and tell tchaikowsky the news
I got a rockin pneumonia, I need a shot of rhythm and blues
I think I got it off the writer sittin down at the rhythm review
Roll over beethoven, were rockin by two by two
Well, if you feel you like it
Well get your lover and reel and rock it
Roll it over and move on up just
A little bit further and reel and rock it, roll it over
Roll over beethoven, and dig these rhythm and blues
Early in the morning Im a-givin you the warnin
Dont you step on my blue suede shoes
Hey little little gonna play my fiddle, aint got nothin to lose
Roll over beethoven and tell tchaikowsky the news
You know she winks like a glow worm and dance like a spinnin top
Shes got a crazy partner, oughta see em reel and rock
Long as shes got a dime, the music will never stop
Roll over beethoven, roll over beethoven
Roll over beethoven, roll over beethoven
Roll over beethoven, dig these rhythm and blues
(thany you, dmo arigat
Thank you, thank you for coming to see the show
And Id like to thank the band and eric for
Making me come here to japan, its been very
Nice and I love you. thank you)
song performed by by George Harrison
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A Warm Summer Breeze
The trees whisper in the breeze
The forest peaceful, quiet, and serene.
The warm breeze like a soft caress,
Momentarily eliminating all stress.
Without delay it carries on
Leaving the place in silence when it's gone.
A summer day, a summer breeze,
Softly whispered through the trees.
The summer breeze, softly it comes,
Quickly it leaves,
Causing soft whispers in the trees.
It came and soon left, a warm summer breeze.
poem by Theo Townend
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Endless verse of a nameless flora:
A lonely lovely girl was Standing at her breeze filled balcony,
her adorable heart was admiring the quiet moon in harmony,
a golden yellowish nameless flower fell on her feet,
the sweet perfume of the fallen flower blended with that chill breeze,
while she tried to hold the flower the petals they fell one by one,
she was holding just the stalk that was left alone,
tear drops that escaped from her eyes fell one by one like the petals,
she was holding someone's sweet memories like the stalk.
The moon wished that her love should blend with her love like the perfume in the air.
poem by Vimal Kumar N
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I Wish I Were a Flower
Oh I wish I were a flower
A most beautiful flower
This is my dream
With the gentle breeze
In the springtime I will
Hop out of my earthen bed
Listen to the sweet
Chirping of the blue jays
Singing me love songs
Standing tall waiting
For kisses from Heaven
To rain down on me
When you come by
I will smile
Knowing someday-
I will brighten your home
With the sun
Stored in my petals
Later with the warmth
Of the golden sunshine
I will open my petals wide
Waiting for my love-
The honey bee
To come and savour me
For how much blessed
Could I ever be than
To be a beautiful flower
A most beautiful flower
For your enjoyment
For your pleasure
poem by Rachel Nichols
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Summer At Night
We dance under the nascent moon
delicate twirls, eye twinkles
and tree shadows
far away horns blowing
and I
take your hand;
delicately
placed lips
linger there
as soft
soft breaths
straddle index
and ring fingers
and you quiver quietly.
I hear the night owl hoot
musical strains
from the dance
sail out to us
offering a caress
to eager ears
buffeted by Jasmine perfumes
intoxicating
recklessly
heart fibers
which only come out
for brilliant moon-stars
under magnolia trees
where fireflies
in the Carolina night
dance to light heavens lights
and I
allow my soul to
brush across
your summer nape
like a softly shooting star
descending into your hair's drape
where I breathe deeply
of its fragrances
and those of the fire-fly night
as you shudder into
me
breasts erect
offering too
their loving caress
and I
smell you
like summer
at night.
You whisper to me that you want to have a baby, my baby.
To be continued.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Prose to a Rose
Such A flower is the rose
Its colour bursting red
Such a flower if the rose
The flower of passion the poets often said
I could gaze upon its beauty
And not lift thine eyes
And when it closes its petals to go to sleep
A tear of sadness rises in my eyes
Such a flower is the rose
For it reminds me of you my dear
When ever I gaze upon a rose
It makes me wish you were here
Its petals are soft as thy skin
The colour like your lips
Its fragrance is sweet and pure
Like the flavor of your kiss
Such a flower is the rose it beauty
Has been endless through out time
And when ever I see a rose be reassured my love
You are for ever on my mind
poem by John A. Hancock
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