Lemony Poems - Poems about Lemony

...The whistling kettle calls to me. Telling me it's time for tea I grab my Tinkerbell mug off the shelf As I try to decide what to have for myself What flavor of brew should I steep into my cup? ......Read the rest...

...When dawn drifts into enchanted meadows I flow in the dreams to where the sun glows prepares for lark sounds tethered to thistles sprout winged feathers disting......Read the rest...

..."The world is God's pure mirror clear to eyes when free from clouds within"Rumi Yellow sunrise illuminates night sky It chases darkness away to the west Goldfinch sent in to feed by ......Read the rest...

...“The reason birds can fly and we can't is simply because they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings.” - J.M. Barrie, The Little White Bird Robins, wrens, sparrows, quivering, ye......Read the rest...

...A lemony drink that is mellow Alcohol sugar zest yellow Unlike its fruit tree It's said with a long e In Sorrento they make limoncello ......Read the rest...

...I was a planetary climatologist, who studied climate variability and change, Like sweet variability of stunning, green tulips, in lavish garden rearranged. Studying the said effects on the biosph......Read the rest...

...Living light – lemony and lovely flies on lifting wings like a luminous feather. The secret shadows Sleep on another hemisphere. ......Read the rest...

...Their world at war, they close their eyes Elfin drinkers drink as armies rise To know their views I ask a question Blinkered, they deny suggestion That lives will change as fighters fight They......Read the rest...

...I was a learned meteorologist, studying azure atmosphere and vivid weather, To give a prophetic daily forecast, like bees gliding remote locales of heather. Often I had to issue advisories and wa......Read the rest...

...You left at the first flicker of dawn as the pioneering rays of Sun diluted the chaotic dark of night and the morass of words exchanged. I would have, if not for my dead legs followed, at least ......Read the rest...

... “The world is quiet here.” by Lemony Snicket. I wish this poem to be quiet soft and subtle like a whisper read the lines delicately as if you were tip-toeing around imagine a soft co......Read the rest...

...Utter brainless nincompoop in this poem heretofore addressing I wanna be forever free and clear from mortal anguish, and need more than a blessing - I need a miracle worker after confessing beh......Read the rest...

...It's the greatest ice-cream in the land, the Knickerbocker Glory is regal and grand. all the other ones are inferior and bland, It's the Knickerbocker i'll devour with spoon in hand. You can ha......Read the rest...

...Elusive ephemeral ethereal expansive eye (I) witness timelessness Analogous to Möbius strip - measured passage of existence seems to defy any beginning or end (unless Artificial Intelligence s......Read the rest...

...Telling "White Lies" My mother got born November thirteenth, nineteen hundred thirty five within poverty stricken household of Canarsie, Brooklyn, the youngest (most mollycoddled) of four sibl......Read the rest...