Best Rosemary Poems


Premium Member The Rosemary Affair

Garden
Rosemary, thyme
He said that I smelled like 
Rosemary, how would he know that?
Cheater

Premium Member Rosemary and Thyme

.
Rosemary didn't want to be next to Thyme

                                                         For she couldn't stand his awful scent.

Premium Member Rosemary

In
small
doses-
trustworthy
aromas of love.


Tese Meets Rosemary

It was indeed orchestrated by providence,
for two hypnotized by love on social media.
It was indeed the innovation of the times
that united two once unbeknownst to each other.
Separated by tongue, culture, values and distance.
A French kiss across the Niger, strengthened further
by an age of digital encyclopaedia.
Behold, love is in the air as the church bell chimes
for two reaping from the gains of a smaller globe,
set to find themselves inextricably in a robe.
Lovers set to make a vow with a covenant kiss,
guaranteed to grant them both a wedlock of bliss. 
Tese and Rosemary in their world of ambience.

Premium Member The Season of Rosemary

The last rose of summer gone
Air soon will be chilled_dry
Good climate for all outside play
Rosemary only scent that stayed

Gather a few green bundles
Put on the range_ steep for her
The essence of warmth of summer
When that rose kiss occured

Shattered Heart

i search for love in all the wrong places not knowing that it would cost me my heart oh how painful it was as i wash my heart being shattered in to million pieces i waited for someone to come to my rescue and help me put the pieces of my heart back together but no-one came my way and  i was left  in  the cold to die alone i sometimes wonder where do i belong whether here or there i am tossed around like a ragdoll waiting to be held but once they have you they use you they hurt you and throw you away like a useless thing that has never existed why then should they constantly repetitively try and cheer me up when the substance of my joy is you they insisted to advise me to erase you of my mind but i tell them how can i when all that's on my mind its you what is to escape what are we escaping from is it not our nightmares is it what we cannot control is it the fear to lose the ones we love the most or the fear to be left alone and have no-one to be there for us


Rosemary Red

the 
tone of her eyes
maple brown
the 
blush of her cheeks
rosemary red
and
her 
round face
full  ghost white moon
while
her soft skin fair
and
ginger hair

Premium Member Rosemary Garlic Lamb Chops

Succulent juicy lamb chops
    makes the mouth water.
The garlic and herbs enhance
       the taste---delicious!
    Served with veggies and...
               potatoes,
                  Yum!



Date written: 12/19/2020

Rosemary

The significance of rosemary isn't only a name
It also symbolizes a flower. 
People use this flower for many reasons
Wiccans use it to brew
Chefs use it to cook
Gardeners love to see this flower in a garden. 
Nowadays Wiccans use rosemary to attract love. 
Some say rosemary is used to spook away evil spirits. 
All these theories leave me wondering
Can this all be real or just a myth. 
All I know is chefs do use it to cook.
Inclusively this lovely flower smells very beautifully. 
It leaves an aroma within a garden
An aroma which is soft 
Soft enough to tolerate being around Rosemary within my garden
This leaves a sensational aroma
A flower like you attracts beautiful butterflies during the spring
Butterflies which fly around in search of nectar or pollen
from a flower on plant because its what butterflies eat
In order to survive and roam around to express their exotic wings.
A butterfly is an exotic insect because its colors on their wings.
Maybe I should brew it and create perfume
Call it Rosemary and see what happens
Will a hummingbird fly around me in circles? 
When I think about this beautiful flower.
I ponder about numerous things. 
Beautiful things which sometimes leave me speechless. 
Rosemary, I shall grow you in my garden
You will invoke love and harmony around me. 
If I don't plant you in this life, Maybe on my next one If I'm a lovely lady
A woman who wears rosemary as a perfume
Rosemary, your name itself, leaves a beautiful thought and symphony.

Rosemary Honey

Your remote taste is Rosemary honey
You love the color of Rosemary flower
Calm and cool like your lovely personality
How I miss you
You Ms. you see how

Rosemary

The sun rises and fades away
but our love will never fade away
the birds fly and perch at fall
but our love will soar and know no rest
Rosemary my love,
Stretch out your hand and take my heart
Hold it like a lamb in the dark and sail along with me
Bear the weight of my heavy emotions and ride along with me
Let the heavens lead us through
And the stars listen to our tidings
Let the sweet and beautiful sun rays be our bond
May your rising be my rise
And may your fall be my fall.
An ancient myth that has been bugging my mind
Has been unraveled right before my eyes
You are perfect rose
Your mistakes are sweeter than honey
You are the pride of the African nature
And everything about you makes me crazy
Let Venus sit down on a stool, and tell our tale when we are gone.

Rosemary Hands

Your rosemary hands
sweetly kiss me with their scent
Sprigs of summer love

Premium Member Orange and Rosemary

The qualities of which I desire etched in the wax are 
filled with rosemary
Set this candle a blaze to watch them melt away to an
emotional sanctuary
The orange scent to which infuses it, providing calm, 
taking all that's scary
At its wicks end, may you feel a sense of love that will
never waver nor very

Premium Member Silver Bells By Rosemary Clooney

Silver bells by Rosemary Clooney
My favorite Christmas song
Ring-A-Ling, hear them sing
Soon it will be Christmas Day

There is such a prance and dance to it
It is lively and fun, 
Kid-friendly
Portraying happy people

The rhymes are easy to remember
There is a pizzazz to it
I sang it as a child,
It always made Christmas seem
like she was right around the corner

It is enthusiastic, friendly and fun!
I did not know Rosemary Clooney
Wrote it until today.
This makes it even better.
George Clooney’s aunt!

Sweet Rosemary Bloom

shades of pine stalk the innocence
 strapped from the vine released its vigilence
 out of each innocent thought we can relax
 bask in the vast expanse between time & space
 to meditate the shroud of discontent
 there she sits with her Cherry wine with straw
 the angle of her love was now pushed to the side

 upon reflection she notices a stunning resemblence to Tulips
 the stalk of which used through its prowess
 alone captivated by her thoughts
 she realizes slight of dream
 the evil scheme

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