Short Fragrantly Poems

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


Influencers

Of Heaven's influence, benign
Angel's, beneficent 
On the year, the life, through Spring, through Love
Fragrantly what is leant.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Fragrantly

Fragrantly

In the garden - Fragrantly feed me
Your body beats upon my heart
Sounding like the songbird
We speak without words

Margaret Franceschini August 2, 2014
Form: Jueju

Premium Member Fragrantly Suited

             mutton chop whiskers
     grandpa puffs cherrywood pipe
dislodging smoke rings

6/22/2019
MagiCicada 13 or 17 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Maureen McGreavy
Syllables: 5/7/5
Form: Haiku

Pollution Solution

Smaltz loved limburger cheese with passion
A fact that turned co-workers’ noses ashen.
The stench made ill all near his breath
Notes on his locker hinted at death.
Smaltz now finds cheddar fragrantly in fashion.
Form: Limerick

Strawberry Girl

one lonely berry
left upon the vine I saved
for strawberry face

dreaming the dreams one 
only dreams of surrounded
by fields of berries

ripe and juicy ones
hard green ones and tiny white 
flowers fragrantly
Form: Haiku


Abc Poem From Joseph

ABC Poem from Joseph

A beautiful coconut drenches everything fragrantly. Growing happily in joviality, Kings laugh mightily. Notably ornamented perfect Queens restore sweet times under virulent walls. Xenias years zapped.
Form: ABC

Premium Member Love's Scent For Twin Flames Contest

Two candles melt away fragrantly as twin flames above them mirror one another in a bright dance of passion. The wax bodies fade away, but love’s scent beautifully lingers as the steadfast flames burn slowly down to die.
Form: Etheree

The Scent of Winter

I could smell the sunlight 
Fragrantly falling 
Like a morning perfume 
Over winter’s skin 
Sinking into the pores of the earth 
As it sped along its way 

I watched as the trees 
Lifted their noses into the air 
And waved their arms about 
Endlessly trying to reach the sky 
As if to say 
Good morning
© Cj Krieger  Create an image from this poem.

The Scent of Winter

I could smell the sunlight 
Fragrantly falling 
Like a morning perfume 
Over winter’s skin 
Sinking into the pores of the earth 
As it sped along its way 

I watched as the trees 
Lifted their noses into the air 
And waved their arms about 
Endlessly trying to reach the sky 
As if to say 
Good morning
© Cj Krieger  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Prose

My Alyssum

Through beads of hope I gaze
elegant strong and brave
with greens and diamond blues a mast
off her petals pearlescent dew drops lie
fragrantly guiding a watchful eye

Honeybee yellow stings of fate
absorbing every ray of baby's breath
harmoniously humming
in a wholesome milieu
shifting boundaries cast away drear
© Tim Smith  Create an image from this poem.

Toes

Filthy, grimy, yellowed
Strange buttons
Not
The stuff of legends
Nor epic tales

Why did we come
With these so-called toes?
Perhaps to remind us
That the meek and seemingly
Irrelevant
Parts of us

Lead silently
Fragrantly
Proudly
Worthy of our love
If not
Our recognition

Filthy toes
Never quitting
Dainty entities
Loving us
Granting peace

Please kiss them
If possible

Premium Member Golden Days

Purple blooms, lost in amber noontime luster,
Fragrantly crowding, in richest beauty cluster.
Sunshine gold seems to shimmer just for her,
As red butterflies wander, with many a flutter!

Awash in garnets, green trees of summertime,
And golden sapphires, warm roses on a vine,
Sparkle all the memorable days, citrine shine,
And flashing colors, of a diamond sun divine!
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member A Cornucopia of Delight

Autumn arrived bestowing a respite,
From the torrid summer’s swelter,
The air was fragrantly delicious,
Hosting copious birds-of-a-feather,
A cleansing taste of chill,
Permeated the still crisp air,
As a promise of relief from the summer’s heat,
Accompanied me everywhere,
The colors of the leaves,
Were a cornucopia of delight,
Bathing my eyes,
In the tranquil serenity,
Of the nurturing sunlight.

Flat Ulance

musically
on the staff
f major treble

clef keeps me
with only one
note that is

B flat and so
maestro 
tap tap

tap your baton
attention
follow

ing his lead
i'm feeling
basso

filled up on
beans so
i'll be

a tuba
fragrantly
playing Rimsky

Korsakov
not even
thinking

of stopping
fingering
flight

not bumbling
the bumblebee
but the spit valve

will
need
drained

at
least
twice
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