Posy Poems - Poems about Posy

I found a garden A perfect bloom in the middle of a verdant sea of green a sip of rain balanced upon a rosy peach petal reflecting the flames of sunrise I stopped to ponder its loveliness A cold metal thing, all angry voices and slashing blades swept by and murdered my perfect posy...

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Prettiest prancing posy parasols play Petunias preen provocatively pathetic persnickety performance pretty parasols procure the prize...

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Maid of Honor’s Posy Wearing her fuchsia gala dress She walked the aisle and went ahead With fresh posy as thick as cress Weird fantasy popped in her head- I’ll be the bride Man by my side. As wedding song took its progress Plans unfurled like unwinding thread First, to ask him his home address Then dating path, she...

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More than a rose is my love for you, so how can it be that your heart is less true. Yet, deeper in me, stirs the passion of baalim, while your burning flamed fire has started to dim. The petals that fall from this bud to the ground, what's left, the remnants of the love that we found. In truth, my...

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A posy for me, And a posy for you, O’Summer speaks, And swinging tunes, Swing me to you. © Suzanna Scarlett Sladojevic, 2019....

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Around the inner circle the saying goes ...

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pick a rose pick a posy posy of snowdrops posy of violets violets bright purple violets to spray spray the flowers spray softly misty misty blue eyes misty cloudy days days with laughter days with tears tears of gladness tears of sadness sadness in death sadness for grades grades to record grades to improve improve life’s direction improve each decision decisions Hell bound decisions wisely chosen chosen God leading chosen through prayer prayer in sickness prayer in health health bringing gladness health...

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Posy and Punky rode a kinky ass Went to the market to buy awesome trash ...

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on a hill ah, the duckl'ng hill thru a kinght's full-night gaze & the cockrel's voice came child'ng the hen on her routine egg-hatching spree to poesy's posy hills challeng'd mrs hen with all those eyes - fully gazing!...

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I wonder what ether infuses consciousness Why this delirium after last night’s show? What’s in a name? Oh how I’d watched her Every skillful every reckless change of face Every dancing change of pace Her outrageous fling of clothes ...

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