Lemons Poems - Poems about Lemons

Of all the songs You seem to be The tuneless one, Less subtlety. God's orchestra Has dealt a hand— More toneless rasp Than golden strand. I wonder if You long to be A star In morning's reverie. Do tears well up? Perhaps that's why You paddle more Than flit and fly. And yet… I see you Standing proud— Such confidence In every crowd. You waddle round, For pictures pose— Such character Without a nose. You dress with style, All brown and...

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Just squeeze the most out of a bad situation and move on...

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When life gives you lemons... make a delicious pie and smack em in the face with it!" "When life gives you lemons.... say, thank you, I love lemons!" "When life gives you lemons... make lemonade, set up a stand, and give it to anyone who is thirsty." "When life gives you lemons... Thank God for the...

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SMILE WITH A LEMON A’PEEL When Life Gives You Lemons... As life sometimes will No matter what you feel... Turn that sour pucker into a "Jesus Smile" Smile with a lemon a'peel! (Appeal) ...

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discarding narrow thought flow crutch we learn directly by soft touch and what we garner we relay to the vast void in childlike play entwined thus with the universe we dance without need to rehearse" We sing heart songs making up the winged words As we go along amethyst path undisturbed Music we make brings about purple peace We are indigo instruments beautiful and...

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Lemons, their squeezed juice that trickles down the chin, and slides through the fingers, is the sunlight that warms an April eve' for the first time since the previous April. Lemon- drops are sweet, and you want to just look at their sunny sugariness, hold one like a little jewelry bead- and in your mouth every suck- one after the other like you string the beads- one after the other on a long thin string the color of the moon, is tasted like every raindrop falls from the...

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lemons crushed over iced glass hot march sun, cape gooseberries drenched umbrellas into the fog of sunrise rain and march breezes bring in May bloom Written: March 6, 2022 Form: Lind30, 7-7-7-9 March In Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Andrea Dietrich HMS.COM...

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A neighbor got a lovely gift Of lemons, but too much For her to use so, neighborly, She chose to get in touch. She emailed with an offer That her bounty she would share Since even after using some, She still had lots to spare. I told her I would take a few And thanked her, just to find She’d left an overflowing bag, By...

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Luscious librarian in lingerie lifting lemons on her laceration Curiously classified texts are deemed completely conniving with affirmation. Euphoric ergonomics easing established efficiency expert’s excitement. Reluctant research rabbit is reminiscing about respectable replacement. Culpable coalition is curiously creative yet cautious. Tinkering tattle tales trust readily researched missives as responsible Dramatic assessment of library’s assets leads to rebate of raspberry...

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Lemons squeeze reality into tiny sour drops Cherry pops on clouds turn red with envy Apple blossoms fly through branches down Which requires acrobatic accuracy astounding Explosions are the foundation of reality If they don’t wake you up than nothing will Oranges fall from trees when shaken up Bananas cost too much and come in bunches Never trust them or their color to...

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During this unsettling time I find much relief walking beside the lemon grove. I take my time on the same route every day. How the lemons and my life has changed. The trees have already flowered and small green lemons appeared. Soon they grew larger and bright yellow. As I walk each day ripe lemons fill the...

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Lemons are super duper sour Everyone puckers up when they eat one Most orchards grow in india One type of lemons are meyer lemons Nobody can stand...

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When life gives you lemons, you never give up, keep on believing, and don’t self destruct, a minute in time, is all it could take, doing the right thing, or make a mistake, your heart could be breaking, your worlds at an end, remember these words, stay strong my friend, this is just a second,...

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Through the clear glass I take a peek, By the back yard lone lemon tree; Mid-autumn grass in sunshine streak, A dreamy bard speeds touch softly. Yellow and green the lemons grow, A brief fruit bloom as autumn runs; Brisk joy now seen in harvest slow, Pluck a small boom to taste sour pun. The days fly by in brisk odd gaze, Our time...

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