Plum Poems - Poems about Plum

In the center of the city, There was a plum tree Whose flowers were in bloom; White and rose They attracted the attention Of whoever walked by; In the morning a girl, That was walking by the tree, Took her camera and began to make photos; Later on a mother with her child, Was passing by And her child was pointing at the tree; The mother took...

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delicate white bloom airs on the fresh green branches ~ steam wafts from the cup...

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my pear tree’s petals pearlescent in the sun . . . the blushing plum...

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Plum tuckered from the Polar Express, off the rails and despairing of goody- goody gumdrops and sweet words that impresses many a poetic treat. Preparation of Victorian sweets, via PC, dreaded, droll, glorious and interminable. I’m laughing at you, if you try, Sugar Plum. You’ll turn colors as a longsuffering victim. The SP Fairy, flew through the season of peace and joy, only her...

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Jack Horner was an impish little boy, who lived on Cherry Orchard farm; That produced varieties of fruit. For a mellowing sun, kept groves warm. The Horners had always been a serious set-no nonsense, like spring rain; And tried to teach their son responsibility, like time's jewels that remain. But, alas, it was a big challenge, with hilarious grasshoppers...

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The long fun bantering conversations Eye to eye Lazer beams Side by side In the crowd Walking into the evening glow Over the glasses of umerock and namachuu The smooth and calm sway of the train Our reflections in the window Talking until there was only That last train That last stop Where it was only us When it was only us Us two Laying down on the grass Near the...

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Majestic and marvelous you are a sassy one lovely and melts my lament I am confident to have her… listen, she’s full of precious diamonds…delicate like a lamb amongst the wolves…so innocent… Precious loneliness gone understanding my majestic Queen…so independent and territorial…she’s a feline and she’s mine! Mine! Mine! (: - dedicated to my black cat: Plumbella (Plum as a nickname)… She is 1...

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Plum wings, plucky is the strum of love’s afterglow With purple locks and negligee, angel flew to hubby under sateen satin sheets Lavender ruffling, at the midnight hour, had couple vibing in synchronicity ...

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Tired after her travail- a happy hour'gal...

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Are you the butterfly while in my dreams I flit after Soshi? —Basho, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch It's not at all anxious to bloom, the plum tree at my gate. —Kobayashi Issa, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch The red plum's fallen petals seem to ignite horse dung. —Yosa Buson, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Intruder!? This white plum tree was once outside our...

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These are my modern English translations of haiku about plum blossoms, plums and plum trees. Picking autumn plums my wrinkled hands once again grow fragrant —Yosa Buson, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Clinging to the plum tree: one blossom's worth of warmth… —Hattori Ransetsu, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch On adjacent branches the plum tree blossoms bloom petal by petal—Love! —Yosa Buson, loose translation/interpretation...

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To his Sugar Plum, Heffalump stood tall ~ She thought Heffalump better than no lump at all...

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The mothers spread a plum stained blanket under the tree, and lay the babies down, patting their backs. They listen for the sch, dedh, t-te sounds of plums dropping through leaves and hitting the ground around them. Then they stand and gather up the ones- Soft, some slightly split, bursting- The perfect ones and eat them, plum juice staining their mouths and fingers. They laugh and...

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She was plum perfect Sweet as apple pie A lavender rose Hearthstone Boiling warm glow Dew drop Olive garden Warm Glow tulips in the spring Such a sugary woman Soul so very sweet Her very essence chocolatey Chanterelle strawberries Sea anemone oceans breath That woman that girl cotton in a candy So sweet chocolatey sweet She's yum, plum perfect 2/4/22 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022...

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