Best Citric Poems

Hear the clip-clop of iambic beats
Sounds like Shelley with a side of Keats
Is that the scritchity-scratch of a goose quill flickin’
Or just the tippity-tap of...

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i prepared a simple supper
but with great love i cooked 
that main meat of refined wheat
durum semolina, traded as rotini

an Italian pasta to go with...

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I gave up breakfast
Not because I needed
To lose girth
Nor any extra
Avoirdupois

Nor because the time wasted
In feeding
Could have been better 
Used
To solve the problems of the
Universe

Not...

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There is a sour sound of lemons screaming
In a Venetian glass bowl on the sill 
Each citric fruit sees the sweet thief stealing
But all stand...

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I know the land where the lemon- tree flowers,

I have seen it's pretty blooms

And it has the fresh clean scent of you,

I've seen the pretty...

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VIOLET, my passions so prescribed.
INDIGO, I follow her soul's desire.
BLUE, my companion so true to life.
GREEN, l am filled with envy.
YELLOW, the undignified distortions of...

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Horrendous Fruit

“Ah my eyes!” the acid sprays,
From the knobbly whorled display,
Of the thickened orange skin,
Pith and citric acid akin.

I take a bite of segmented fruit,
Cells...

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One of the guest star of the dazzling celebration
Stands in a white lace tablecloth decorated table
Colorful flowers serve as eye catching attraction
Watering the taste buds...

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The Lorax is on top,
I wish it would stop.
All these bad and good memories,
of me and you.
The trees are all green,
and the water (like me)...

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The world's a grand kaleidoscope
comprised of shuffled scenery.
It shares its everlasting grace
as we walk amongst its majesty.

Green geysers sprout from earthen springs
with herbal shards as...

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My little silver shooting star,
such energy you do possess:
A chilling, silky elegance, 
from you, I would expect no less.

You twirl about me gracefully,
illuming, as I...

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Do not leave me ! -
I am repeating, as a prayer,
I dissolve, melt away in you,
Do not leave me !
Some ships go to a bottom...

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Dewdrops stream down boisterous 
children’s freckle-strewn mischievous dials,
as they dash in cartoon costume faux denim
apparel amidst the pale yellow sunlight glare.
Marble stone button twiddle on...

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If night had memory, you would be
Soaked in darkness, a refusal of light,
Imprinted permanently, a flower etched in
Snow. I caught your lunar lip in a
Orchard...

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Sun-sweet
Sun-sweet,

I plucked your stem not for your taste,
but for the way you looked at me
when I strolled by on harvest day,
as you hung from flourished...

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