Citrus Poems - Poems about Citrus

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...

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

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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...

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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? ...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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

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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...

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

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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...

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A Crayon Color or Citrus Fruit Orange Color, aroma ...

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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...

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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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Absentmindedly, I placed the slice of orange in my mouth. As my teeth penetrated the thin outer skin the flavor burst on my senses like fourth of July sparklers. I closed my eyes to savor the moment. Slowly, I chewed as the sweet, tangy juice filled my mouth and ran down my chin. Greedily, I ate but...

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