Citric Poems - Poems about Citric

...Dewdrops stream down boisterous children’s freckle-strewn mischievous dials, as they dash in cartoon costume faux denim apparel amidst the pale yellow sunlight glare. Marble stone button twiddle......Read the rest...

...You taste like honey coated love And I am sweet on you, And your heavenly musk You taste like the most flavoursome Citric tangy fruit, Your the sweetest taste, ain’t that the truth You remind m......Read the rest...

...Bliss with a kiss A moment in time with a prick in the arm and a rush of confusion and infusion. Opiate racing through my circulation. It’s horrific bliss with heroin’s kiss My nose is itchy,......Read the rest...

...A Quiet Place A quiet place Where I knew not pain Where innocence reign Lost in a field of flowers Chasing butterflies Blowing bubbles Collecting rocks Waiting for you Sta......Read the rest...

...I know the land where the lemon- tree flowers, I have seen it's pretty blooms And it has the fresh clean scent of you, I've seen the pretty lemon citric fruit, I love it's taste and its f......Read the rest...

...I sat staring at the rotted fruit Smelt the fetid citric scent The blackened bananas And mould covered plums The soggy pears say their time is done And as I sit reflecting on the fruit......Read the rest...

...One of the guest star of the dazzling celebration Stands in a white lace tablecloth decorated table Colorful flowers serve as eye catching attraction Watering the taste buds of the present guests ......Read the rest...

...Horrendous Fruit “Ah my eyes!” the acid sprays, From the knobbly whorled display, Of the thickened orange skin, Pith and citric acid akin. I take a bite of segmented fruit, Cells exp......Read the rest...

...Hear the clip-clop of iambic beats Sounds like Shelley with a side of Keats Is that the scritchity-scratch of a goose quill flickin’ Or just the tippity-tap of some mous......Read the rest...

...If night had memory, you would be Soaked in darkness, a refusal of light, Imprinted permanently, a flower etched in Snow. I caught your lunar lip in a Orchard of arrived song. I hold you As the ......Read the rest...

...VIOLET, my passions so prescribed. INDIGO, I follow her soul's desire. BLUE, my companion so true to life. GREEN, l am filled with envy. YELLOW, the undignified distortions of life. ORANGE, the ......Read the rest...

...i prepared a simple supper but with great love i cooked that main meat of refined wheat durum semolina, traded as rotini an Italian pasta to go with beef, a grace from a Canadian cow grazed in prai......Read the rest...

...I gave up breakfast Not because I needed To lose girth Nor any extra Avoirdupois Nor because the time wasted In feeding Could have been better Used To solve the problems of the Universe Not becaus......Read the rest...

...The Lorax is on top, I wish it would stop. All these bad and good memories, of me and you. The trees are all green, and the water (like me) is blue. The tree's tongues are tied, and twisted, ......Read the rest...

...There is a sour sound of lemons screaming In a Venetian glass bowl on the sill Each citric fruit sees the sweet thief stealing But all stand perfectly still......Read the rest...