Best Lime Poems

VODKA AND LIME

light and heavenly distilled to silence night
personal dark secret delight
drifting thoughts spinning time
on substance abuse sublime
brain freeze back
lime
Vodka smack
another filtered climb
every poem clothed in rhyme
pure imagination takes to flight
light and heavenly distilled to silence night...

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buttercup meadow
beside the pond where frogs croak
fireflies when sun dies...

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In a couple of hours
 another town we'll be stoppin.
  At a big ole country bar
   where we can get the people rockin.
    At least until two
     I know that place will be hoppin.

So I've...

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I met a writer named, Richard Lime
Who wrote poems with only five lines
By swapping his name
He realized his fame
Thus inventing the Limerick rhyme...

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Coral and lime stones
You can take the country out of me
However, not the trace of acid lime out of my blood
Growing up on the island has its advantages
Everybody was related to each other: and everyone knew 
each other real names.

 My grandmother was known as...

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I am made of mango, peaches and lime.
Mango for the motherland I come so sweetly from
Peach for my compassion and endless supply of love
Lime because I am sour with a twist-
I’ll kiss my knuckles before throwing my fist....

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***Based on the song 'The Sounds of Silence by Simon & Garfunkel

Hello Jose my old friend
I'm here to guzzle you again
The party started before afternoon
I started sipping on you far too soon
My last SENTENCE I fear was slightly slurred
(Vision blurred)
Forgot to EEEET...my breakfast

The look with...

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Sunrise came beautiful over lime green hills,
And soon warm butterscotch sunshine poured,
In brand new delights and summertime thrills,
As the heart of nature beat to its grandeur.

And soon warm butterscotch sunshine poured,
And from emerald trees the bluebirds crooned,
As the heart of nature beat to its grandeur,
In...

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Birds are singing it is Easter time. 
What do I wear for this special date. 
I see my outfit in color lime. 
Flowers on fabric in groups of eight.                ...

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Praying Mantis at basement door
I had not seen you here before
So lime green you stand out
Scarey enough to make me shout
Died next day in pool filter__gore...

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Summers consist of

peridot mornings,

and emerald afternoons.

The trees filter the sunlight - 

so often saving me from

those headaches, which might have

mutated, evolved into migraines.

 

By autumn, the leaves have changed colour:

a poet's palette of

amber, copper,

gold, and red.

 

In winter, the trees are slender,

with a stark, grey-brown...

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Last night, I had the strangest dream.
I was out and about, makin' the scene.
All the other women were staring at me.
I could tell they were overcome by jealousy.

Even the beautiful women had me in their eyes.
I had to take pause and wonder. "Why?"
It was important,...

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Yellow green citrus clean lemon tree lime
In the meadow of sublime
Too easy to change your mind

Open the door to shut your heart
Being dumb to outsmart
Smile the smile finish to start

Green yellow sunny fellow
Sweetly sour girl mellows
Show your quivering spine of Jell-o

Crying out loud to laugh...

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Big Lemon or Little Lime

Whether my poem is big lemon or little lime
Good or bad hate taking any or much time
And will end up going far out of my way
To hear something you sadly had to say.

Design of my poems all may be devious
Comparing this...

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A man will always choose a fine flavored ancient wine over a lime,
Running around causing mayhem, persecuting like a piece of slime,
Slithering around chanting her songs of a hermetical circle demon,
Implanted in her head and voices she hears like a devilish semen.

Something that sour is...

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