Periwinkle Poems - Poems about Periwinkle

I remember Cupid’s scent when December stars sailed, above vast seas of scars rippling with past mistakes, awaiting the euphonious moon to croon and tune melodies veiled. But will the skies in blues be the muse, casting dews of jasmine bright? For when shadows rise, darkness looms and...

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I planted sweet peas in my garden. Then I watched them grow. I planted sweet peas in my garden. Now pretty blossoms show. Won't you join me in my garden? I'll plant periwinkle bliss. Won't you join me in my garden? Then you can plant a kiss. I love you. I love you. I do. I do. I love you. I love...

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Close your eyes inhale roses- love-glazed steam of insatiable thirst; place your thoughts upon my heart, feel my voice s w i r l i n g in sync with periwinkle promises whilst devouring unfurled petals facing ebony skies, tenderly sketching silhouettes with vanilla drops; for you and I, we are interwoven souls through cosmic t r a n c e… ...

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Every room in the old house is painted deep periwinkle blue because it was the color of dusk in late June when lightning bugs filled the air that moment when everything changed....

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open for the sun periwinkle parasols ~ the chicory blink 08/23/2020...

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"The Periwinkle Time" Blues crushed prepossessing Violet Lavender starbursts sharp as diamonds undressed, a soul preys with black as crow feathered lashes that rim the open mirrors There in the Pierian Reviviscence of Periwinkle within each twin reflection auroral Jade unveils seductively a Silent secret truth "Ho scritto una storia d'amore senza inizio e senza fine... per scriverla con te" then skips two...

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pionus parrot feathers unfolding in mist... ...

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Periwinkle Growing in my garden in the Texas heat blooms of periwinkles so petite lavender and pink and white ever smiling bright in array luscious grand display showing graciously bowing ostentatiously to the summer breezes blowing soft greeted by the puffy clouds that drift aloft July 3, 2019...

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In italian “winkle” is like a verb Imperative exhorting then to win Exalting thus the strength of the nice herb. If in winter looks like it's dry within You see it back with its sky blue flowers And quite sudden resurrected has been....

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So soft the blue-gray periwinkle light soft as a baby’s breath it enters through the sheers the blue-gray comforter of rain’s delight periwinkle mirth, periwinkle myrtle light which laps the shore of night gently rousing the retired dreamers rousing with the cheek of infantile day with the hopes that slumber lost will simply stay the cheek so rouge and warm displays of infantile needs...

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