Bloomers Poems - Poems about Bloomers

...In yard inside my haven home structure appeared brown bear depressing during the darkest coldest times of the year color is absent fragrance non clear Blow the blossoms flowers are wi......Read the rest...

...May we be blessed to acknowledge all the wonders in our life that have, for us, thus far accrued… and to begin each day with a word of thanks… and thoughts of gratitude. Today I’m thankful for ......Read the rest...

...An Autumn rain teases the roses Splashes within cupped petals Challenges the lone bumble bee To pollinate the late bloomers Chipmunks grapple with wet acorns Leaf armadas ride the rapids A lo......Read the rest...

...From the underside of a milkweed leaf you appeared to me, oh butterfly you spanned and metamorph before my eyes from a tiny caterpillar to a creature full of flame. They call you the common tiger ......Read the rest...

...Dusty and distraught the afternoon laid out like a sun-shaped jewel ahead of us. Our marble eyes will fill up with salty tears and the rivers will swell until they drown the glittering meadows ......Read the rest...

...Sexy bloomers for my taunting body some days I get flashy some days I get sassy some days I drive naked, in my Audi May 5 2023......Read the rest...

...We stand stately and beautifully along the front lawn of a gentle lady who loves flowers. Our biggest dream is that we will grow and be like her. She's kind and giving, and her life greets you wit......Read the rest...

...Popping-glad roses, lipstick red, watered in crystal vase, small as the ledge of a pond. pondering those blossoms, yet to be lit, with their potential flames. ruffled sc......Read the rest...

...Written By: D. Collins 11/21/22 For some reason right around O-Dark-Thirty. I wake up feeling pumped, freaky, and flirty. Slightly nudging that wom......Read the rest...

...The Month of November Glum Late Autumn bloomers, mums galore, Crowd the mantel with Fall décor; Touching the heart with warm timbre In the glum month of November. I watched her pick t......Read the rest...

...Who the hell is Etty Ket To keep interfering in my life? I keep hearing its not Etty Ket From my very soon to be wife. I bet she was a Victorian With a long pointy nose Red flanellette bloomers......Read the rest...

...Grandma wore petti-pants, a form of straight bloomers to exercise class. Back in the fifties, you had to wear dresses, to cover your….. In grayscale, these housewives bent, grunted and gave a big r......Read the rest...

...This is the story of Sally Doolally A young maiden farmer from down in the valley She kept a keen eye out for Thomas McNally And dreamed of the day he would say, ‘Can we marry?’ Sally Doolally ......Read the rest...

...amber undertones amber undertones ruffle summer petticoats ~ autumn starts to breathe parasols of leaves twirl in lacy pirouettes ~ sighs of silver frost hushed umber tinges tra......Read the rest...

...I was born in everlasting springtime, as happenstance often does to others, Like natural green halls wherein joy sings, to its wilder sisters and brothers. I was situated in mellowed sunshine, li......Read the rest...