Best Orange Tree Poems

Under the orange tree, the baby
in her woven basket boat, sailing
on the green-green grass.

Peeling the orange fruit, sibling
in a  blue-teal dress. Juicy
orbs on the...

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The concrete jungle shines and gleams
All around shiny glass beams
And amid this dusty shimmering sea
Stands a lone orange tree

The fragrant flowers silently blooms
Seeking the warmth...

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Orange is my utmost best color, my best friend, my girl.
She laughs from the rooftop, and she makes me mouth curl.
She glitters and she shines,...

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Heart Washed Ashore

“The sun of my reason has set.  
My thoughts have set sail and 
My heart was washed ashore last night.
Take me to...

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Memories accumulate with each passing year
Some dark with anguish, some marked with cheer
I would like to stay focused on the smallest of things
For these are...

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A day’s routine so easily holds me captive.
I confess to mindless, museless departures,
Brainless unpoetic habits so unreflective,
That I cannot dwell in momentary textures. 

But January...

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Summer Haiku's
              

      summer's hum, now here
      bamboo grows, the fountain flows
    ...

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       Ah, dearest Wordsworth, 
       what dost thou think?
    ...

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Walking at dawn in the countryside,
Is a catharsis
.All the perfumes intoxicate me,
The scent of pine, More acidic than a white lemon,
The one of the Daphne...

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I believed that I was rural … that I lived in country style,
where the city was close handy … that big distance was a mile.
Trains...

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My simple thoughts compounded leaves
The fruit of my labour I bear to thieves
The concentric circles in my bark at every stage
Hold me steady, firm as...

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Would you be an apple tree 
Years to grow fruit to show
Would you be banana tree
Extreme heat to show your treat
 
Maybe coconut growing tall
Your...

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I am from bobby pins and countless bottles of Aqua Net hairspray.
From yellow blankets and pink satin, Russian Pointe shoes. 

I am from the yellow...

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My
Japanese Butterfly
Sole proprietor of my eye
Sole proprietor of my sky
Canary, strawberry
Colors extraordinary
She lives in an orangery
In a hole under an orange tree
Her kisses are of...

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Masters of Architecture

The air heavy with scent of August blossom
A warm and still day indeed!
Sitting by the lakeside
Watching fishes dance in the water

A twittering in...

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