Honeysuckle Poems - Poems about Honeysuckle

... Cool comforts from the moon shining in Spring diverge from coming Summer's scorching sun. Sweet honeysuckle lifts its trumpet string to set swift tempo for the Springtime fun. The peo......Read the rest...

... As heartrose epitaphs swathe earthly echoes with swelled up w a v e s of spiritual sirens, sea-fairies collide with honeysuckle footprints, traced by mint-green manta rays al......Read the rest...

...Standing brown barefoot In the summer springlike rain Feeling the coolness slide down my skin Like a bird bath for my soul Refreshing me inside and out Each raindrop anoints My every joint wit......Read the rest...

...My cheeks are flushed pink, a rosy hue, but don’t compare them to flowers. Flowers die; cosmetic blush does not fade until you stop applying it to tear drenched cheeks, rebirthing the lilting o......Read the rest...

...Springtime, you always arrive so gently, as high school proms bring tears of friends who know they must soon part. I will try not to weep of fifty-six years ago, as I see the vision of my sibling......Read the rest...

... Rainbow roses revived Rainbow rains rising Rising of ruby rituals Rising from heartbeat of lies Lies with opal wings Lies betray every crown Crown of the spiritual realm Crown of a fo......Read the rest...

...Spring is almost sprung. The flowers await the rain. I understand their longing because the time I spend without you drives me quite insane. Spring is almost sprung. With the silence of th......Read the rest...

...seasons keep m o v i n g and s w i r l i n g memories keep f l o w i n g and s h i f t i n g through pillowy puffs of w h i r l i n g wind carrying singing s u n s e t s wrapped in......Read the rest...

... In my poetic garden, where petals breathe with light - I feel evergreen. Among ruby roses I see butterflies take flight - I feel evergreen. Roaming under the influence of jasmine and honeysuc......Read the rest...

...It Was Spring When I Met You. I met you in the spring, When blue birds gather and sing, With butterflies' wings fluttering, Stirring above flower petals. Our whole life's beings, in joy, I......Read the rest...

... When the enchanted jailors of life, siezed my soul and those sepals unfurling manipulative manuscripts ceased to script a twinkle above screams, I became a slave to my ow......Read the rest...

... Honeysuckle breathes in the shallow wind, Life's lapel, with a side of ground scouting gopher. Great rusted machines peak the interest of the flower children who blossom in t......Read the rest...

...I can feel your breath, dance on peach fuzz, honeysuckle smoke, whispers in my lung, every follicle tuned, yours to the sun, mine the moon, we are two of one, quietly a buzz, bucolic beds ......Read the rest...

...The color palette has changed of the world . painters wispy brush clouds line clear calm sky. Day is cold and dry, Fine snow starts to fall. Plants have ceased budding bent, spilling over yet......Read the rest...

... We wander through so many gardens, doting robins, ignoring the crows. Our personal oasis is an unfinished poem. Plastic flowers may last longer, but their dead scent, cannot compare to freesia ......Read the rest...