Bower Poems - Poems about Bower

Best Romantic Poem 12/13/24 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Perfumed Romantic Bower Twilight calls me with a soft amber light, Into delicate scents of memory, To a fragile bower of fragrant nights Your saffron smile, a perfumed mystery. Through gossamer hues of incense demur, Fantasies flutter like silken moonbeams, When we sip the honeyed nectar of myrrh, And savor sweet spices in whispered dreams. Scents of tuberose merge with star...

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It's a place where love is abound and mutant cuddling can be found Oversized flowers function as pods to 'make more mutants' is given the nod Nightcrawler took offense more than maybe even as he was shown a stock full of babies Oh the pairings flowed like a shower at this sweet place known as the Bower...

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Revered old lady, tell me a story about a time that you knew Something borrowed, something old, something blue. A time hidden under waters deep. A village drowned, tasted when waters retreat. Those waters on which innovation danced, saving a nation from an enemies advance, Of sacrifices made Now let me tell you a story about how freedom is played....

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Monsoon season is sneaking out into our weather. Birds and insects are rushing to their bower. But Suddenly, Breezing trees heard the whispers of leaves and said: Everyone come along for the shower Let's dance together amidst the flower and devour Nature's power, whilst these tiny droplets descend the river. All had lots of fun with pleasure. 18-4-2020 ~DEEPA~ Second place in Silent One's...

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Here lies Penelope Bower Born by blood and water – like us all. Then she died that way too – from a fall while taking a bloody shower. April 13, 2019 for Jesse Rowe's An Epitaph To Make Us Laugh 2 Poetry Contest...

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Am sure it was a competition To see who could wake the humans The cockatoos started the show With their flamboyant flight And ruckus callings joined by the mad galahs Their screeching an radical swerving The crow just looked on Its bland call to high and mighty For this sight The kookaburras started to laugh In a family group An in joke am sure Nothing...

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I had a hole in my pocket, and lost my golden ring. It wasn't much to many, but to me, meant everything. So the moment you came and wandered, my path with all your treasure. I made thief's solemn vow to plunder, and take you for my pleasure. I stole away your broach of pearls, I stole away your...

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I lay amidst scenes of deepest gloom, beneath the garden's bower blooms. Listening to the wind and rhythm of the rain, weeping grief, my soul in pain. The darkness deepens, covering meadows, darker still the woodlands. Gone the twinkling starry skies, thunder drowns my soul-sick cries. Wounded, weary Sheltered in my fragile sanctuary. The woeful heart sings, the torments that life brings. My heart has no desire...

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Petals as accordion folds swell Flowers leap from each, bulbous shell Soft pastels brim on hill, in dale Of blithe spring bachanalia fortell Bees, butterflies breathe succulent smell To waiting nests, hives tidings braille Around perimeter, birds twigs, grass bale Thatching the twines to kindred scale Under nests, in mating dances flop, flail Masculine birds strut in bland coats of mail Feminine birds in bright...

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Tower Power Flower Bower From the great tall tower, power gift To see lovely flower bower swift *Note: "Click on "About This Poem"...

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