Cranberry Poems - Poems about Cranberry

Rain down on me like A sinful summer storm Sticky as sap hard as brown tree Stir me with your silver words Shiny seductive and secretive Boiling my inner thighs Causing cranberry cries Hotter than a red July Fill me with your denim dreams Rough and rugged for wearing Your seed bearing genes Perhaps with my smile And your eyes ebony wild Dance with...

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velvet dusk drips ruby light where the bog hums soft and low mist curls like whispered secrets on waters dark and slow berries gleam like fallen stars floating where the nightwind sings red as love and red as longing red as fleeting, fragile things feet sink deep in crimson pools visions dance in tangled beams a taste so tart it wakes the soul lost inside my...

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You are like a song in my breast That I have not even whispered yet Afraid of jinxing the uniqueness Of jazz we have inside our chest The idea of you like chocolate cake Icing not needed for you’re sweet to taste And I look forward to every denim day Hoping to see your smiling engaging face What I have is a...

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Crescendo heart of cranberry sparks passion So hot my mind takes a hazel heat thrashing Melting silhouette on my brain A love tattoo of the insane Your scent is like lint on peach pillow I cling to it for makes me mellow Stealing your tshirt for my clothes Acting really hurt if you won’t let it go I drink your spirit...

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If I can be honest I must cranberry confess I really don’t want it No longer need your sex I don’t mean you Are invaluable to me Just mean I don’t want All that huffing and puffing I giggle sometimes At myself for lemon lime Is the taste of the sexless And it is still good to eat Between the sheets of...

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How I miss what I never had Long hot kisses kinetic cranberry flavored As I struggle with my need to breathe Every breath in and out for you The deepest fuzzy feelings ferment In every fiber of my body my soul We are so close yet so far Long distance love challenges so unique Yet we climb each mountain peak Standing victorious...

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Mr Elephantus Oak was in the middle of a nap that day When Dancing Cranberry Faerie came skipping by with a hey! He was surprised, as it was Christmas week, and this was not her way. Usually she was with Santa, helping to make toys so gay! Green and pink big-eared wiggle balls were peeking too. Giggling and laughing at...

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This sky dome Held by thousands of threads of sunshine, Is a musical instrument; Its sounds pour out when Life flips its strings; Dragonflies are the first to make the light high-pitched tone; Swallows are next Rapid, cheerful notes emitted From their aerodynamic bodies; Then appears a father pushing the stroller Carefully and affectionately A sweet melody starts to fill the air Resonating within the hemisphere; This...

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Celestial sauce for all. Clementine, port and fruit, Churn with sugar so sweet. Condiment for turkey, caramelize your meat, ...

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For John Hink I left your stool in my kitchen corner where you sat, a crooked grin on your weathered face that had seen a hundred sunsets. Fields you tilled by horse-drawn plows now contracted to clusters of London Bespoke Suits leveraging corn oil markets.Patiently you'd appear before supper as I made my way through...

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Autumn Season (Acrostic) Autumn brings a beautiful season of splendor each year Unusual beauty of the leaves—their grandeur is so fair Touching hearts of God’s creation with radiance bright Urging us on to enjoy such natural beauty and delight Manifestation of what He has done for our great earth Now God is showing how He molds us from our birth Season of...

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Cranberry Harvest The golden leaves crunch under my feet As I watch the seven harvest machines dance Across the cranberry field in choreographed formation. The thick black rain clouds are blown by fierce winds Allowing the bright sun to make an appearance. The heavy fragrance of fall foliage is in the air. The small, tart, red berries pop up To float on flooded...

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CRANBERRY Round like grapes The size of marbles Red like many cherries And nearly smooth like apples The darling little things teamed with Citrus make some very nice muffins And loaves of bread with neither a hint of thread from even a blanket nor yarn from the barn They came so far from a land called Cranberry a world many...

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CRANBERRY HARVEST Jelly birthed from a can “Phloop” DNA traits, solid with ridges, a cranberry infantile jiggle. I took for granted the birth, until i saw the vinaceous bogs, the waterlogged cradle — Oh how succulent! Crimson dawn appears, as the waters rise — cranberries on their verdant vines. Pregnant trucks deliver this tangy thanksgiving feast. Oh baby! My mouth waters for this Autumn treat, alongside turkey and fixings to pretty...

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Bright, red, tart cranberries boil with white sugar sweet cooled the sauce is mixed with nuts orange rinds a treat chilled to perfection served beside yum! *I'm thankfull for my health....

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