Best Periwinkle Poems

Close your eyes
inhale roses-
love-glazed steam 
of insatiable thirst;
place your thoughts 
upon my heart,
feel my 
voice s w i r l i n g
in sync with 
periwinkle promises 
whilst devouring 
unfurled petals 
facing ebony skies, 
tenderly sketching 
silhouettes with 
vanilla drops;
for you and I, 
we are...

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"The Periwinkle Time"



Blues crushed prepossessing Violet
Lavender starbursts 
sharp as diamonds
undressed, a soul preys 
with black as crow feathered lashes
that rim the open mirrors 

There in the Pierian Reviviscence of Periwinkle
within each twin reflection 
auroral Jade unveils 
seductively 
a Silent 
secret truth

"Ho scritto una storia d'amore...

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Periwinkle

Growing in my garden in the Texas heat
blooms of periwinkles so petite
lavender and pink and white
ever smiling bright
in array
luscious
grand display
showing graciously
bowing ostentatiously
to the summer breezes blowing soft
greeted by the puffy clouds that drift aloft



July 3, 2019...

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 I  remember  Cupid’s scent when December stars sailed,  
above vast seas of scars rippling with past mistakes,  
awaiting the euphonious moon to croon and tune melodies veiled.  

But will the skies in blues be the muse, casting dews of...

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Periwinkle 
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In italian “winkle” is like a verb
Imperative exhorting then to win
Exalting thus the strength of the nice herb.

If in winter looks like it's dry within
You see it back with its sky blue flowers
And quite sudden resurrected has been....

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open for the sun
    periwinkle parasols ~

      the chicory blink



08/23/2020...

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pionus parrot
                               feathers unfolding in mist...

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So soft the blue-gray periwinkle light
soft as a baby’s breath it enters through the sheers
the blue-gray comforter of rain’s delight
periwinkle mirth, periwinkle myrtle
light which laps the shore of night
gently rousing the retired dreamers
rousing with the cheek of infantile day
with the hopes that slumber lost will...

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Every room
in the old house
is painted
deep periwinkle blue
because it was
the color 
of dusk
in late June
when lightning bugs
filled the air
that moment when
everything changed....

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I planted sweet peas in my garden.
Then I watched them grow.
I planted sweet peas in my garden.
Now pretty blossoms show.

Won't you join me in my garden?
I'll plant periwinkle bliss.
Won't you join me in my garden?
Then you can plant a kiss.

I love you. I love you....

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