Honeybunch Poems | Examples


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Premium Member Honey I'm home

I've had a rough day.
I could use a swedish back massage.
You'd be a sweetie, honeybunch.



Wordku: 5-7-5 words

AP: 2nd place 2025

Premium Member My Love

My Love, Honeybunch

Your skin glows like the plum, blossoms worker as the sunflower in the purest hope of spring.
My yearning heart rises to your bass drum voice and leaps like a kangaroo at the whisper of your name, Honeybunch.
The evening ascends in on a great vulture wing.
I am calmed by your very stiff canvas that I carry into the twilight of dirtbeams and hold next to my liver.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of Dr. Pepper.
As my appendix falls from your colon, I am reminded of your pool.
In the hushed, I listen for the last splash of the spring.
My heated liver breathes inside my soldier. I wait in the crystal moonlight for your secret gun so that we may hike as one, liver to liver, in search of the glorious orange sensual desert of love.

Double Dutch

Ice Cream, Soda,
               Delaware Punch!

Jumping, Jumping's , .... Double Dutch!

Ice Cream Soda,
                 Delaware Punch

Initials Spell .... Our, .... Honeybunch!


Summer Chugalug

Backyard dandelions
have parachuted upwards,
        on heavenly breezes.

The mower gave them a kick-start,
then they ascended; some to tickle
            ears and noses.

Ride along garden cowboy,
your straw fieldhands hat,
        is full of sunny sweat.

Old black dog
                  long past its time,
jiggles its hairy hind -
a hot tamale wagging the sky.

                        Small town
brown rabbits scoot the air.

Honeybunch arrives with cold beer.

Soon the gas guzzler
will dawdle, decide to die happy,
its clattering engine
between khaki shorts
sputters
upon a stubby green.

Orbiting Sol
dandelion children
                    return
loaded with raindrops
            to wet the whiskers
of a fat tabby cat.

Now where did lumpkins go?

Under the hedgerow
feline gums yawn wide.

Premium Member Homemade Dressing

When eating leftover dressing
That was a good main course for lunch
Only compliment  receiving
You could patent this honeybunch

He forgot potato salad
Left it out of his extra praise
What Rocky did say nots valid
For he was in a state of craze

Premium Member Deviled Eggs

she made deviled eggs for me

and sandwiches of deviled ham
angel cake spread with apricot jam

fresh brew ice sweet tea

spread on a blanket over grass of green
not far from the clear water stream

under the shade of the old oak tree

a perfect day for a picnic lunch
to share with your honeybunch

with love and food and company

simple pleasures to enjoy life
help ease the stress and strife

sunny blue skies as far as the eye can see

find time to do not much
relax and be yourself as such

make time for love ones is the key

and your riches will be more than gold
your happiness will forever grow

how could life better be

nothing you earn could ever pay
of the joy when you can say

she made devil eggs for me


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