Citrus Poems - Poems about Citrus

Citrus Note

And I loved him at that
March midnight, the one when spring was
late. They say she was caught up
in a reminiscent movie
—even love was black and white back then

What I wouldn’t give
for those days, side by side in
July's bliss, brewing
summer coffee. It had a hint of
tangerine. Isn't it miraculous? How
the bitter umber can carry
a note so

Tarte Citrus Notes

10 chicken breast filets
split a pounded
in a food processer add.....
2 chicken livers steamed
1/2 cup of mushrooms
1/4 c wilted arugula(chopped)
1/2 t nutmeg
11/2 c of ground chicken
1/4 cup of heavy cream
1/4 c of crumbed bacon
4 Tablespoons capers
1/2 cup of cream cheese
1/4 cup of fresh parsley
3 crushed garlic cloves
3 tablespoons of grated parmesan
2 tablespoons of  conage
1 teaspoon

Back to Work

Sunny Florida
Green palms and scents of citrus
...Vacation over

Orange Blossoms

On a tree
Overcome by the scent of citrus
Sitting on a branch plucking fruit 
With the rhythmic sound of grass below me 
The wind blowing the grass like waves 
Filling the air with musicality 

The blossoms
Yellow and white 
With the possibility to be greater then buds 
Tightly closed but ready to open
Offshoots of the bigger, stronger

FRUIT SALAD CITRUS VEGETABLES--

pricot and plums;
are they served in fruit salad;
citrus to me so
~
melon-choly bowl;
filled with collar turnip green;
fruit cocktail salad;
~
urban session dreads;
drenched in hot sauce Red Devil;
 ranch dressing salad?

CITRUS GROVES

CITRUS GROVES 
 
In citrus groves of sunlit hue,
Fictitious fact farce sounds so true,
Where oranges, plump and captured by zest,
In love affection with the farmer, feeling its best,
But witnessed a twist beyond the rolling crest.

With its vibrant peel and a radiant hue,
Held the essence of the one it grew.
From gentle curve, clean looks to robust

Tea and Other Such Things

Have you ever had a Christmas Tea?
I used to say, "It's not for me"
'Til recently, I tried it, see
Turns out it's the best I've had

See, I never liked hot drinks at all
I much prefer cold, in the fall
I order iced, in sizes tall
But this one isn't bad

It smells like citrus in the house
While the radio

Lemon Is Common and Not Common

Don’t try to make common Lemon,
Though we know Lemon is common:
Those who do obeying Demon,
King David’s wayward son Amon…

No risks of sleeping with sister
Nor by her begetting a mister -
Lemon is quite medicinal,
Rejecting the point criminal;
By the average white treasured, 
Whose clear merits he has measured…

Lemon: Green Citrus here with us
Yet, oranges we’d fill in

Oh Citrus, My Mistress

Oh citrus, my mistress
Exquisite, delicious
Appealing, revealing
No zestier feeling
Acidic confections
Ascerbic dilections
So tangy, so tasty
The tart in a pastry
A scurvy elixir
A fine tonic mixer
Nutritious, sumptuous
Mouth-watering, scrumptious
Exquisite, delicious
Oh citrus, my mistress

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I don't think it is a McWhirtle, probably iambic trimeter? Dunno.
H/T to Robert Gorelick for "My Darling Lime"

Tree of Oranges

A day’s routine so easily holds me captive.
I confess to mindless, museless departures,
Brainless unpoetic habits so unreflective,
That I cannot dwell in momentary textures. 

But January ripens oranges on my neighbor’s tree,
Marking spring’s beginning in California.
Midwestern groomed; such play awakens me.
Fat, lush oranges tumble all over the area.

Bold bright balls, they must be painted,
Landing in my

Citrus Delight

... when life gives you lemons you might suffer from scurvy ...

Citrus Tree

From a seed to tree

from the soil to me

green little leaves

saplings grow wild

the citrus smell

growing strong

roots deep into earth

breaking the surface

mother earths birth

be bare in winter

to fall in the fall

and green in the spring

bring summer shade 

the fruits grow

tender shell 

sweet smell

standing under my citrus tree. -TA

A Crayon Color Or Citrus Fruit Orange

A Crayon Color or Citrus Fruit Orange
                                            Color, aroma
   

Sweet Citrus

I kissed July's hot tangerine lips
swam in cool aquamarine eyes
basked in blond and honey rays
dreamed in mango pomegranate sunsets 
of lime hillsides and marmalade roses
Years of sweet citrus passed in golden hours

One day I woke
to find translucent eyes 
in burnt sienna
as trees wept leaves
in burgundy and olive
Soon the eyes
were frozen in powder
Ashen shadows blew
across barren

Citrus Ladies

Clementine and Valentine; Margarita and Sangria...
A Mandarine, a Lime, a Blood Orange, and a Valencia...
Each one occupying particular spots,
Four little trees residing in decorative pots.

They might feel their placement's not right;
As they only get just a few hours sunlight.
They look down at the strawberries below, 
Wishing they had such space for their roots to grow.

Even

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