Honey Poems - Poems about Honey

he flies to the sunflower of course, because it is the largest and the brightest Pollinating it with all of his heart, I hear his happy sounds a joyful honey bee...

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What is something blue; the bride will tuck away her someday in her til-death-do-they-part bouquet-distillation. —by poet Light up the darkness with star sound. honey moon, round, brilliantly blue - preemptive view. Sound of the sky, lights up bride’s gown; blessings flow down. Black rose, of groom, forever bloom in a silver-moonshine bouquet. It’s bride’s someday and her groom’s plight - round-robin rite. ...

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She told a story aof the men she had been involved with. They put her at the front of the room and talked to the various people. Due to the sensitivity of the topic she played nice and refused to give names.But anyway: minutes into the conversation she took out a chart. The roman numerals had name beside them. I. First Love...Cute and...

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you trace my constellations you put stars in my eyes you whisper sweet nothings which ended up being my demise the sweet taste of honey you leave on my tongue numbs the pain of the nicotine in my burning lungs you say the lace of my garments traces my bones but all i see is a girl way out of tone...

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The rich joy of the earth's diversity The clover meadow a wildflower delight Snapshot of bumblebees drinking valuable nectar liquid Sucking through its narrow proboscis ...

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Style Blending By Meatus and The Lady Dizzy Giggy Gotta Leading Lady Wriiten by Gents and His Lady ------------------------------ More than a dayplayer you're something special really someone special you mean the world to me my photodouble you're there on the double you mean the world to me remember our first kiss the supporting actress I go to you each and every time if you were the understudy I say yeah but she love's me I'll help...

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in every pack of pistachios there are one or two shells which are resistant to the fingernail the addictive leverage the satisfying splitting apart you put them aside and save them for later meanwhile pick, click, chew and finally return to the awkward ones refusing to yield their treasure curse them go ahead curse them you won't be defeated, you will solve their riddle you...

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Being weary of our direction No guidance which way to go We cried out Lord please help us He pointed His finger, that way now go With the new land of milk and honey We grew dependent upon the Lord He gave us all we needed And continued to give us more Thank You Lord for Your goodness We'll remember Your kindness indeed Oh Lord...

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They start thick— not the polite kind you stir into tea not the mild drizzle on breakfast toast but the kind that runs hot slow dangerous coating your tongue before you grasp the price of its pleasure. They start golden— dripping off the comb sun pressed into their marrow too rich, too syrupy— gumming up the gears of your schemes too...

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"As the day ends, one is closer to heaven." By Poet My neighbor is old, she can be very bold. Loving to wear lots of fancy gold, and decrepit I am told. You know age is just a thing, numbers one wants to ring. How old are you, that number may make you blue. They tell me I am a decrepit ninety-two, but I can...

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When first invited to The Land of Milk and Honey where stars at night shone bright and days there were always sunny he demurred to go Abraham was of a mind to politely decline as wouldn't you know he was lactose intolerant and diabetic too so the alleged Promised Land would only guarantee even more misery but when he repented and relented as his story unravels more than 2,200...

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Honeysuckle trees have grown all over my yard What can I do with this? Being a bard…. I counted the ones that are the easiest to see They came into our house and commandeered our TV Now a gang, they have a mascot and are wearing colors We are just the start one told me. There are many others. They demanded...

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You did a whiz bang job honey An expert could not have done better Thanks Dad, Kathy said But I am an expert That’s why I have doctor in front of my name And the hospital pays me to do this surgery...

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one who likes honey sweetness whispered whiff of wetness portent of shadows sleeping off the cold tundra to utter…to utter ...

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a lawn mower’s roar above a yellow flower the hovering bee...

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