Apricot Poems - Poems about Apricot

Giant basket of apricots rising Scattering its contents across the east Revealing frosty dried autumn leaves Used as mulch to make plants feast Light ice upon the birdbath Birds will have ice water to drink A chilled bath this morning Will make everything shrink The chorus of the songbirds Singing my favorite tunes I love what they've orchestrated They're my missing link All winter there was mostly...

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apricot tea in Thailand breakfast fruit set up on balcony welcoming rain greeted us I felt grateful that I had come this gentle ambiance worth remembering...

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Never worry, worry not - You’re my pretty apricot. You are here. my peach is not. I tossed her when she grew a spot. In a day or two, you will see Just how we meet our destiny....

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In my garden, there’s an apricot tree with pink fragrant blossoms that fall from the branches one by one to the ground. From a tree, then tiny green leaves sprouting out. The fruit it makes and grows. On the full apricot tree, the young fruit cover the branches with sweet, juicy orange apricots. They are very...

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there was a snake bathing in the sunset draped around the veins, the dead branches winter never welcomes reptiles but it wore twilight like a heat lamp jacket back flat, tobacco treat burning sweet the switchgrass swayed like waves in wind the blades carried my wading body as it bobbed and swayed to the scent of serenity lavender and apricot bled in the...

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Struck! Evening murk ink sky infultrated Weapon copper key turns lock apricot Crystal busy bunched clouds fluro painted Fleshy salmon jump aboard paper yacht Storm dealt in spledour of unicorn wings Rooftop hooves unheard by screen bound many Peach plumage gallops gaily, ombre brings Daisy daggers to grey ordinary Pirates fear nearness to pole flamingo Neon flag slaps unsuspecting sailors Phospher...

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Apricot Trees David J Walker My mother randomly spoke of the beauty She saw in trees that lined The streets in town The boughs and branches placed in parks and esplanades on Arbor days in the all but forgotten past now hidden in the ether Of dementia that was literally riddling her mind But If I listened carefully There was a...

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Purple butterflies flooded the meadow that morn Cherry blossoms, Queen Anne’s lace and daisies smiled This was the reunion of the apricot faerie and her unicorn A prophecy fulfilled, a joyous gift of extra meadow light. Ribbons of exquisite loveliness flooded the our hearts As we recognized the gloriousness of the celestial pair. They were delicate, gracious, unwittingly orchidaceous. The punctilious sun...

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It was just one of those splendid days, which held no excitement; Moreover it required none, for in its stillness, I was content. Lying on the forest green grass, luxurious blue skies in my eyes, Summer winds brought me nature's music, and I needed no surprise. I found fun shapes in the clouds, and now and then I dozed...

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what will you write of the apricot, when the fruit has fallen for the last time? 'and the last apricot was like his last letter received a decade ago; that was very little to quench my thirst but his memories were enough to last for the lifetime'! He fuel the flames of her esse He is the essences...

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The Persistence of a Memory of Apricot Shampoo by Michael R. Burch For all that I remembered, I forgot her name, her face, the reason that we loved... and yet I hold her close within my thought: I feel the burnished weight of auburn hair that fell across her face, the apricot clean scent of her shampoo, the way she glowed so palely...

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Apricot skin Apricot face Apricot hands Apricot knees Apricot apricots Apricot cat Apricot paint Apricot baby's bottom In my world I always think Of a pricey apricot dress My husband's pal paid way too much for it Wanting to impress a girl who modeled it at a table for us. Wanting to show off that he had three hundred dollars, He gave them three hundred dollars for that...

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There once was a woman named Sandy Who liked jelly candies and apricot brandy While her teetotaler husband was away She drank a bottle of brandy that day When he was home enjoyed only the candy...

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apricot sunrise seen through pear tree's white blossoms.... birds quietly sleep ...

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The colour of apricot is warm, and like the jam you see in shops. It's like a symphony. It's like a symphony of gold that you find you have forgotten suddenly. The colour of apricot is not raspberry. It won't make you think of red in the night and scream. It's like peach, but more rounded somehow, like a fat woman you see on a...

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