Short Boysenberry Poems

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


berry

Barberry strawberry cranberry raspberry 
Blackberry boysenberry cloudberry mulberry
Bayberry puchiuberry loganberry gooseberry 

Berry berry nice!
Form: Sijo


Premium Member Murderous Chef-

I had biscuits and gravy and my fried potatoes Were salty and wavy Baked beans and midnight dreams And a cabbage salad made with malice And poison boysenberry pie Murderous chef ?
10/18/20 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020

Premium Member Burdensome- -

if tulips could talk 
and boysenberry be trees could walk
 Odin oh Shangri-La

And it Ducks could play hide and seek 
Who pulled the plug from WikiLeaks 
Down the drain as
 I go 
As the burden snow old Shangri-La

11/18/19
Written word by James Edward Lee Sr  2019

Every Accounting For Taste

It is official,
Those who count voted,
Boysenberry Ripple Ice cream,
Made by tip top of NZ,
Is the best ice cream in NZ, 
And possibly on the planet.

It also happens to be my favourite,
By a country Mile,
And I can't wait to tell my family, 
Who think that I should be embracing salted caramel,
Really.

Premium Member When I Was Little- -

b>When I was little ... cookie crumbs plastic drums soft stepping Stones telephones heirloom tomatoes banana split clinging onto mama's hip and on the deep end peachy keen vanilla bean grandma home made cobbler boysenberry pie MY, MY, MY all this happens things had happen When I was little


Premium Member A Very Berry Kiss

He’d take dates back to his place for late-night pancakes smeared with golden butter, doused in luscious boysenberry sauce. Halfway through this small repast, he’d lean forward, letting moist berry lips move softly over his lovely lady’s mouth. For PD's Kissing Game Poetry Contest and now for Nathan's Anything Goes
Form: Etheree

Premium Member Pulverized Bodies

pulverized bodies of cochineal insects.. uuuummm cherry yogurt's good
Dannon Yogurt's flavors strawberry, cherry, boysenberry, rasberry Contain(or did contain) Carmine food dye made from Cochineal Insects an arthropod native to Mexico and South America.. Don't that take the cake.. Some people have had bad reactions to it also..
Form: Senryu

Premium Member Transformation

transformation

pollywogs paddle
about her five year old toes
frogs in the making

summer kissed her cheek
awesome faces peer from leaves
freckles blooming now

at the waters edge
bullfrogs baroom a  mating call
dusk whispers secrets

pie shop sells lemon
apple and boysenberry
poison berry to us

blankets on cool nights
hudson bay soft wooly warm
loons serenade child
Form: Haiku

Boysenberry

Boysenberry,
Boysenberry,
Sweet cherry pie,
I want to eat you before I die,

Blackberry,
Raspberry,
what have you done,
you produced an offspring
that is tasty fun.

They say you covet
the ones you see, 
one day the boysenberry
will covet me.

You are perfection personified, 
You are the fruit that keeps me alive,
Boysenberry, boysenberry,
how can it be,
I'd rather eat from your bush
than fruit from a tree…
© Jules Ross  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Get What You Want Cafe

Vanilla convocate Cherry mamberley Chocolate cake Alamo Boysenberry peach pie Lemon meringue Main dish french fries and crepe crescent in salmon patties Yuck all this and a tebow full of ketchup Yum ya think your stomach's on the run Be honest with yourself you know you want this menu Come on man sit down and order your some Get you some of them fried onions Huh! Yum!
1/2/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021

There In the Meadow

There in the meadow where the morning dew kisses the first light 
the boysenberry makes love to the coming day.
the sun shone upon her wet petals,
she spreads her corolla,
attracting suitors to her aroma filled stigma, 
no longer is she protected,
take me! cries her pistil erected,
she is ripe and anxious to receive,
her ovary swollen with anticipation, 
her petals burning for the new conception,
there in the meadow the boysenberry makes love to the coming day…


cheers!
© Jules Ross  Create an image from this poem.

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