Short Bergamot Poems

Short Bergamot Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Bergamot by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Bergamot by length and keyword.


Premium Member earl grey tea

in this cup is earl grey

joyful tea passion play

bergamot wish

taste nevermiss

quenching bliss lasts all day.
Form: Limerick


Morning Ritual

Glazed orange china
with dogwood branches blooming
filled with bergamot
to stain the lips in henna
warm the palms with bitter steam.
Form: Tanka

Earl Grey

I taste your bergamot nectar.
Orange rhythms entice any suitor. 
I drizzle you with honey in the midst of true friends
To calm all tensions in the mist of turmoil.
Hence  I shall love you.
You shall love me.
And that is how it shall be.
For all eternity.

Moth

A glimpse, a flash of red.
Strands that catch the light.
Smoldering, enticing -
A moth doomed to ignite.
And suddenly he's back -
Familiar twist and knot.
A touch, a whispered word,
The scent of bergamot.
And from the tainted ashes,
Faint, persistent glow.
She's just another face,
Someone he used to know.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Stirring My Afternoon Tea

Sitting here stirring my afternoon tea. Earl Grey is my favourite, so that it must be. 
With the fragrance of Bergamot filling the air, recollections at Grandma's house take me right there. 
She'd brew up a pot, serve cookies and cake, or sometimes a Cadbury's chocolate flake. 
So that's why Earl Grey is my first choice of tea, for it brings back dear memories of Grandma and me.
Form: Rhyme


Sugared of Soul In the Grand Expanse

Spry of step, your clover feet
green with chlorophyll oil
sugared the soul, contained, complete
bergamot imprinting soil

You are a butterfly shy of wings
tethering a cloud in your net
Immersed in the wonder that wonderful brings
you give just as much as you get

Swept of hair, eyes of blue
imprinted with languid desire
Imagining me, Imagining you
From the earth to the sky, even higher.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Color My Small World -

Color my small world -
   Oh, fair Yeshua -
With a streak of globe mallow
   Inside a rocky draw

And the morning calm
   Of bergamot and lupine -
So I can stop time
   And set my gaze upon them -

And a swath of poppies
   Glowing in the sun
And a glint in the breeze
   As if to show Your love.

I'll go and walk about
   The garden variety -
Knowing that this niche
   Is where I want to be.
Form: Rhyme

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