Honeysuckles Poems - Poems about Honeysuckles

...The meadow has come alive with sight and sound As I go through the gate, I hear buzzing all around, The bees are busy working on milkweed flower Waist-high daylilies and coral honeysuc......Read More

...Brussel I dream of a river clear As a nun’s tears In a landscape of flowers. Bees, don´t sting Nestles is banned. Honeysuckles Is a dulcet word. I think of a woman who came to my village?......Read More

...The Youthful Month of June Hummingbirds hover amid the fragrant air O’er honeysuckle flowers and roses fair. Free doves to fly and rain confetti and rice, Where in the garden my bride an......Read More

...The woodland forest is a canopy of green Stately hickory and sycamores welcome Harbingers of the summer soon to appear Young ground squirrels, newly-born deer As I stroll old paths I ......Read More

...Jasmine stint scented plants appreciate it textured colored perennial Plants botanic garden hyacinth Beautiful colored bright abundant fragrant Sweeten smells and delight blue flow......Read More

...It’s in the rows of old oaks the pothole that was never filled, the decrepit buildings like time capsules dark and crumbling, creaki......Read More

...Sweet aroma of Honeysuckles in full bloom, I turn to a bee......Read More

...On Earth's bare bosom, do flowers dream? A panoply of beauty flitting from flower to flower, with bees reeling drunk in their ecstasy. As a flock of vivid white crepes stroll an apricot sky, ch......Read More

... Lay me down, in the month......Read More

...There lies a way to heaven by that lake, My sickness gone, I fear no chilly mist; A redwing calls me, dawn is now awake, The fragrant autumn air I can't resist. There is my home far from this c......Read More

...keep the music sorrowfully low, so big daddy doesn’t hear. the shadowy figures, surrender and whisper in your ear. the psychedelic colors flow like the sea foam beat. Angie, your c......Read More

...Marigold In a kingdom full of honeysuckles Remembering many lavender, silent protons The moon-flower laughed I am shorn of their handicraft I awoke and flung spikes of the cactus ......Read More

... It’s July … fragrant honeysuckles remind me Of summers young when innocent passion bloomed; Unearthing glances, confidences --- a throb my heart first held Until desire turne......Read More

...Indulge the sweet juicy nectar string part sector dulcet wee drip caress your lip A distinct fragrance very rare hard to compare scopa choring pollen storing Fetchin......Read More

...Moby Dick, geometry, physics. Study every subject everyday. Homework is an indicator of future success. Success is not necessarily happiness but it helps. Freedom is to formulate your own definit......Read More