Juniper Poems - Poems about Juniper

“The Juniper Prize: Between the Known and the Unknown” That man built a house of straw and sticks and the stories that burned within - all consuming the titled prize; like a bird sings a song the metre repeats and sticks. yet, another banner, belies an untitled grimm feast for sore hungry eyes - ravenous writers devour their characters easily mindful, with or...

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k i n d n e s s is the petrichor perfume enveloping the sky, between~ you and I as clouds splatter juniper sprinkles, coalescing stubborn storms, rinsing away stained foams with raining roses, serenading hymns of heaven, calming the internal conflicts like soft rays of morning stars… Tonight, I follow the distant sirens, echoing...

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This morning on my walk I brought Juniper, a dog, along. I wanted her to see the stars and hear the day’s first song. I wanted her to enjoy the morning…to hear the night owl croon… to see the ocean in the stillness of the dark illuminated by the moon. I wanted her to walk under the trees…feel the...

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Juniper berries are a brilliant bright blue, Prettier, not as dark as blueberry’s hue While growing, prefer warm sunny spaces Live on several continents, many good places Add flavor to liquors are a diuretic too Also, a stimulant, but what can you do? If you come across one, don’t dive right in They are bitter off the vine said my cousin Jin....

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juniper berry spirited gentian blue seed ~ purple finch flickers...

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I took our son and daughter-in-law’s dog, Juniper, for a walk this morning. Junie still acts like a puppy even though she’s already 3… So it’s fair to say, in retrospect…Junie was walking me. Even though I had the leash…we zig-zagged down the paths she chose… on a walk usually dominated by my eyes…today, thanks to Junie, I got...

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Juniper June You know, your berries are showing Juniper you might not see what everyone else seems to know here Let me help you out June Man July came to soon You were beautiful June...

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Upon birth, Juniper loved her name; no one else had it. But then others heard it. Now there are sixteen Junipers in the same class - her class. The teacher wants to number them. Juniper one, Juniper two, Juniper three. The parents sign a petition they do not want their children numbered. They should have thought of that before they stole...

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In younger days, she ruled the stage, Thrilling hearts of fans of every age. Every living creature knew her name; And the trees still whisper of her fame! Her beauty was like the noonday rose, Gripping, and then sweet memory as it goes. Now retired to quiet life in the country, To birdsong and a charmed visitor, maybe. Redbirds bluebirds, blackbirds and robins, Frequent...

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Juniper Purple fabulous Kind, Beautiful, blue, existing Feelings such of happiness Blossoming Flowers Fragrant, amazing smells Maturing, flourishing, showing purple so blushing Flush 3334/6/19 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©...

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"Call me June." Her voice is like fragile glass Hand outstretched, fiery smile Ivory skin smoother than a waveless sea Her infinite charm is all I could see. "June May," I laughed, she shifted Close to me, skin to skin Her ebony hair sprawled on silk bed Always had that faint lavender smell. "Yellow Roses." Her favourite, she said I could give her a dozen,...

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Upon a barren desert you stand Sweet Juniper wooded and tall, All that you seek is a little space Under the blue heavens to sprawl. Does your forlorn wait over eons Beget sacred blessings for you? Or is it disguised meditation Of which mortals have not a clue? Do you wait for a beloved dear Who has abandoned thee and gone?...

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Although I hardly gave it a thought I didn't really doubt our miniature juniper, a bonsai, would survive our desert vacation. ...

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I am a most chaste being made of beauty I thrive on chastity I am fragility I only do require of you to treat me fairly I live in the garden of Eden I live and blossom for a time so eternal I am as pretty as a fairy maiden Made of the most magical colors, made with a unique petal I am...

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Like a gnarled old elder it stands ancient twisted scarred limbs like a scene in a horror hacked and torn against time, beetle holes and wood pecker assaults not withstanding, growing and thriving like time The outlier cousine, a younger branch stands tall and seemly a lithe woman an odd pair, living like old neighbors digging roots into sandy and rocky...

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