Short Blueberry Poems
Short Blueberry Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Blueberry by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Blueberry by length and keyword.
The meadow lake glistening blue
The evening sunlight lilac beam
Blueberry sundaes a blue true
June desserts, we’re a team.
Cheesy potato
With a side of Banger or ham
Crepes for dinner, breakfast and lunch
Brunch? Blueberry muffins and quiche
Hungry?
two eggs both
sunny side up
with a side of
hash browns
no bacon
a slice of
rye toast
with jam
blueberry
and a
glass
of V
8
Form:
Blueberry delight in discs
of golden brown. Each
bite, berry delight. Smothered
in melted butter
and maple syrup.
Taste summer
bliss.
i sympathize with a fly
that landed on my
blueberry pie, i give out
a cry! and spill all my
chai, though perhaps
he was hungrier
than i
Blueberry muffin.
Sweet things embedded in cake.
What a breakfast treat!
Blueberry season is near.
Bring plenty of muffins here.
Ok
Ok
Ok
Blue Jay
With your blue “wheedlewee” and “tooltool”,
Blueberry in beak
Blue sky in full peak
Tweet your blue wheedlewee and tooltool
In my yard a hole
surrounded by blueberries
what creatures are they
who hoard the tasty baubles
ah I see guilty chipmunks!
The frog ate a small blueberry
Then changed into something real scary
He hopped around for help
Hopped right into a kelp
Who turned him into a strawberry
The warm delicious muffin
Suprizingly hides
The berry's mind blowing taste;
The hot steamy blue
Erupting from the
Deep depths of
Crust!
Blue baubles floating in cream
Blueberry dreams fly
On anti-oxidant wings;
I soar to new heights
Such flavor delights;
Love fruity
Sweets!
Those days when the hours fluttered by
Like the wings of a bright butterfly.
Suntanned skin and bare feet--
And the breeze was as sweet
As the fragrance of blueberry pie.
Daybreak
A dry wind pushes noisily through the trees.
A fine patina of dust and pollen age the world.
Blueberry bushes guzzle water like baby birds.
It’s going to be a hot one.
There once was a pesky fly
He kept buzzing 'round my eye
I gave him a whack
He fell on his back
Smack in my blueberry pie!
For the Insect contest..
“Fats” passed away, an icon from the fifties
Remembered fondly, for his rock'n roll ditties
Gave us a thrill
On Blueberry Hill
Many followed but “Fats” was Mr. Nifty
chipmunks morning stretch
to greet the warming sun
scent of blueberry
3-19-2021
Enter the 'Lets Get Creative With Haiku' Poetry Contest
Constance La France
Wildlife 29
There once was a flighty young puffin'
Who fancied a blueberry muffin'
When his mother came back,
She said "Cut me some slack!"
"It's sprats or you ain't gettin' nuffin'!"
B aring tootsies in wall to wall teal; daring to be
L evitated with auspicious fairy dust, brought
U nderneath cerulean canopy of Arcadia
E nveloped by a buxom-y blueberry field
bright blue sapphire blinks
bejeweled midst blue spruce bush ...
blur blueberry sky
14 March 2022
Bird Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
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O’ lady of thy balming garden;
Where rose-buds awaken
Forth from their nervous cocoons,
And the plump tartness of
Blueberry oaks enthralls in me,
Thy piquant-laced perfume.
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strawberry
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yogurt
yogurt
yogurt
raspberry cobbler
chocolate chip cookies
almond torte with cream
lemon meringue pie
blueberry muffin
banana split
chocolate cake
butterscotch pie
almond blizzard
key lime pie
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June brings a remarkable berry.
July’s reveal is quite eerie!
Jokester jumps up to laugh.
Just a lookalike! It’s a chaff!
Juneberries are a mistake,
Jesting at its genuine fake.
Jinxed, a blueberry to imitate.
Red, the hot hedgehog baked strawberry short cakes
They were delicious, magnificent, she fed them to her snakes
Better than her chocolate sundaes, or her blueberry shakes.
Best recipe she has, said those satisfied snakes.
There’s something to be said
For a not fully baked
Dunkin Donuts Reduced Fat Blueberry Muffin
For I was able to share some of it
With my feathery friends
August 1 poem number 3 - Before heading into the gardens