Balmy Poems - Poems about Balmy

Balmy Knights

I told you so, I TOLD you so

But you never listen to me 

You're loud, proud, and your head's in a cloud

And your eyes are too blind to see

You just use your head for a hat rack 

And you damn well know it's true 

You're old enough to know, you know I told you so

Lazy Balmy March Day

Air conditioner is loud and steady
Wind chimes prove the wind is ready
Balmy spring day bringing us March
Limber and lithe, not a bit of starch

Dogs stare at me on this lazy day
Loving the country in an appreciative way
Not a single sound, no tweet, chirp or peep
The kind of day I could do a lot of serious

balmy spring day

a balmy spring day
vitamin d rains on me
i feel cherished

Balmy Or Frigid

It's moderating, yee haw it's warming a bit
Finally it's getting above zero
Just a while ago thought 50 was freezing
Now it's balmy from a few days ago

In comparison temps can feel warm or cold
Depending on what we're accustomed to
50 can feel downright damn balmy or frigid
Really not much us guys can do

Go with the flow, that's

Balmy Peacefulness

Written: October 04, 2023
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In the tranquil aura of a tropical clime
An idyllic scene, serene, pacific, sublime,
As paradisal souls basked in gold auspicious.
In peace, placid, prosperous, and prodigious.

There stands a sedate, an ethereal being.
It's a serene, glad coping; the knot is untying.
Gone are the times of delightful harmony.
She strolled rather softly, wanting to be.

In the tranquility

Balmy January Fifth Two Thousand Twenty Three

Balmy january fifth two thousand twenty three

pardon moi as I self plagiarize
with slight modifications
cuz following words written
at least an Earth's orbit ago
exhibits pearls of jocularity.

I ran than jumped high
into the upper atmosphere
like a faux young American 
landing on the lunar surface
frisky buck naked and bare
no matter weight of world
and personal woes oppressive,
yours truly shrugged,
(she loves

Balmy Dawn

verdant slopes sparkle
create a silver valley
river snakes gently

© Harry J Horsman 2021

The Balmy Month of August

The Balmy Month of August

During those dog days of summer’s dream-rest,
When crops robust in days, that are hottest.
I sought to find my love peacefully asleep,
Under the shady oak tree canopy.

Luscious gladiolus witnessed my jest,
When I playfully grass tickled her neck.
And she in stupor trusted my nuisance,
In the balmy month of August presence.

“You are incorrigible,” she

Balmy Virtue

leave the illusion
sacrifice earthly demands 
virtue'll name it Saint

11.06.2020 Chattogram

Balmy Beach

Particular palms protecting private Pop’s Polynesian Paradise.
Bashful bountiful beaches brazenly beguiling busy banana boats.
Gregariously greeting gracious green grass generating gloriousness.
Formidable foams frolicking forever free from formulating fickleness.
White wisps wandering wonderfully within wilderness's willful wistfulness.

Balmy Summer Night

A balmy night cloudless and clear
With a full moon floating appearing near
Laughter drifted down the hill
An Australian summer night in quite a deal

A gully wind blows to cool us all
Children play and to each other call
Lovers walk together holding hands
Whispering to each other in sensual demand.

© Paul Warren Poetry

Early Afternoon Delightful Balmy Zephyr

Early afternoon delightful balmy zephyr...
February third two thousand and twenty

Yours truly secreted away
within heavenly nook
upon secluded hideaway property
2 Highland Manor apartment, I betook
myself to safe haven took
catch rays (sunbeams),

while crossword puzzle book
(moderately challenging)
draped across lap,
fast forward hours later
(think 11:08 PM)
ruminating idea for poem

analogous to experience
being "on tenterhook"
essentially writer's H&R block
accounted for sullen mood,
no idea how

Balmy January Fourth Two Thousand Twenty

I ran than jumped high
into the upper atmosphere
like a young frisky
buck naked and bare
no matter weight of world
and personal woes oppressive,
yours truly shrugged,

(she loves you yea... yea... yea...
think Atlas) "faking" without care
free, able, ready, and
willing to dare
daubing metrical feet into stream
of consciousness (think)
metaphorical earthenware

placid figurative smooth as glassware
reflecting mine mien
mean disheveled hare
reed state of body,
mind

Cups of Balmy Time

In the dark I stood hand in hand with you
At the laughing polychromatic field 
Of illusory time with wings of blue
Expectant to have your  crimson wounds healed


It was I who spoilt the mathematics
Enthralled by a pair of jingling pink feet
Rendering my sensors problematic
Choosing the hilly apples amply sweet


At its core were ravens that I didn't

Let Us Go To Saint Croix

I believe I will go to St. Croix,
Where the balmy air I will truly enjoy
With lots of fine sand
And a big butted man
Who I can completely and truly annoy

I will leave a stuffed woman in my bed,
She will have a nice round balding head.
So when my people come see
What has happened to me
They will find

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