Short Lemony Poems
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Living light –
lemony and lovely
flies on lifting wings
like a luminous feather.
The secret shadows
Sleep on another hemisphere.
A lemony drink that is mellow
Alcohol sugar zest yellow
Unlike its fruit tree
It's said with a long e
In Sorrento they make limoncello
Eggs Benedict for breakfast.
Bring me some poached eggs.
Serve them on English muffins.
Thin slice some lean ham.
Lemony hollandaise
sauce on top
Yum!
written March 26, 2014
I've lemony kiss, a sour clone
circus clown, edges down -- lips stuck
heart of stone, maroon, and alone,
mouth from cave's depths, bar muddy muck,
hands, feet, arms, legs ... their mind's are their own.
A cup of dainty daisies
A whiff of lilacs' scent
A dish of vanilla-lace lilies
Winter's flavors are spent
A lick of lemony sunshine
A saucer of avocado herb
A spread of ruby-red roses
Summer's temptations, superb
sun’s
cascade
high spirits
trees on a hill
live lemony leaves
untroubled by darkness
inconsequential small world
worries pandering to the depths
the forest too bright and blithe to cry
hallelujah mount leads to heaven's gate
Lemony sun rose
when creamy clouds were wafting
Noon was mellowed gold
Yellow rose danced feverish
when odd birds sang gibberish
Sunshine rose preened proud
for it was her time to shine
perfumed prettily
Marmalade honey summer
in colors that become her
REPOSE
Sunrise…
Clouds…
Pines…
Boat on river
Wings
appear
in lemony-
resurgence
Mounds
red
green
blue, pink
Lullaby
waters
of orange
Koolaid
A nodding
forehead
sees none
of this
Heaven’s
kiss
completely
mist
6/25/2021
The green song of Spring. A coloring book - the pages fluttering.
Pastel azaleas blooming. Violet hyacinths hug a vertical space.
Lemony tulips with lavish leaves. Iris cycloglossa ~ lilac, yellow, blue.
A felicitous field of larkspur. Petrichor and dewdrop bliss. Sunkisst!
4/3/2020
A nice warm teacup
Aromatic and healing
Good inside and out
Skin, GI, hair, and oral
A sweet blast of lemongrass
Lemonade flows
fluted fountain
diamond rivers
gentle rainy sprinkles
honey
sweet or sour kisses
dew faeries dancing
opus romance
coveted rose essence
open window
summer breeze
memories
lemony taffy
scented peppermint
sour kisses.
She turned to the sunlight And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbor: “Winter is dead.”
—A. A. Milne
Y our old-fashioned lemony pie
E specially with meringue
L uxurious curd of citrusy yellow
L ight hue that exudes energy
O stentatious and tempting dessert
W insome jaunty, yellowy, crusty delight
lemony dandelions
rawrin’ lawn weeds
bitter tea leaves
swarming like bees
ditzy sweeties writhing
‘round a damsel’s crown
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2/9/2021
When the game of life,
throws that,
lemony curve ball;
you have no choice
but to stop and make…
lemonade.
Everyone’s been there,
at some point.
No degree or miracle
will cure all ills;
it takes a clever and hopeful outlook;
to stir the sour liquid.
A little time spent in
exploration and positive thought;
will produce a much,
sweeter drink.
Dewdrops on ivory rose, and fresh milk splashing,
And mulberry evenings, when jewelry is flashing,
A chocolate covered candy, sweet coconut delight,
Savored in pale moonbeams and glittery starlight.
My mind's full of pearls, precious and everywhere,
Like sunbeams on snowflakes, or butterflies in air!
Like melting ice cream, in lemony sun, soon gone-
And like creamy moonstone, at the rouge of dawn.
Listen to poem:
*Image of Angel Oak Tree by Gifer.
Trees II
Lemony tea stirring neath a shady tree,
Sugary three cue my teeth, cool mid glee,
Bakery brie spilt on sheath, a swap need be,
~~later~~
A guarantee, if bequeath, come certain fee,
In Hawaii, underneath, a blanketed plea,
Will read, decree--laid a wreath at an oak tree.
2020 July 10
*2nd Place*
Triple Rhyme
~~Beth Evans: Judged 2020 July 11
......Like lemons
Love lingers longingly.
Laughter lights lips lapping
Loco lemon lollipops
lodging
< liquid>
lust.
Lofting
Ludicrous licentiousness.
Licking
languid limbs.~ ~lap~
Libertine libidos
lose liberty laughing
life long
~loves~
lean lemony lips
Lionhearts
!litmus lovers!
LIVE!
Cool overnight rains, bear a fresh burst of spring,
Peach and pink hues grace gardens, youthful playing!
Pale lemony sunshine, at warmth's golden beginning,
And everywhere you roam, there's a novel happening.
Pink butterflies in circles, a bronzed loop de loop,
And masses of cherry blossoms, preceding red fruit.
The grass so green, pearl dewdrops gone one by one,
Like the shadows that flee, in feverish awe of the sun!
Sweet-n-sour pours
from heaven’s ethers;
the taste of crimson and
citrus metamorphoses
and a lemony-sugar
tipped with ginger
plays across the palate.
Mind to body and back again
neurons dance in 4/4 time
to the flow of colored
syncopation;
taste of lavender
and pink cinnamon-coated,
rose hips;
yellow chamomile soft,
relaxing and savory.
Pour through me,
a rainbow of flavors
caressing my soul.
She slipped from among us
in search of good hummus,
like a whispery breeze
at the scent of chickpeas;
escapes for tahini
rivalled old Houdini.
Her nose for good cumin
was simply inhuman,
her longings, appeasing
on lemony squeezings.
She never found fault
with a good pink rock salt,
and oft was caught splurging
on fine extra virgin.
But she went on a bender,
took a shine to a blender,
sliced her tongue on that trough,
and her hum is still off…
Lovely lemony filling such a tasty treat
Easy to make, and so delicious to eat
My recipe is so easy, I confess that I cheat
One pastry case bought in the high street
Now everyone will know about my deceit!
Two eggs, sugar, and heavy cream is best
Add juice of two lemons and lots of the zest
Rapidly whisk, but do not splash your chest!
Then bake tart in the oven, it’ll thrill any guest
Sublime substance speaks
Lasting love loiters;
Fragile peace percolates
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Words cannot go
Beyond feelings;
Finesse lurks beyond
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Cheer finds a way
To tell on you;
Joy sculpts beauty
~~~~~~~~~
Work wise wit
Fit each bit;
Hear laughter fit
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Lemony taste
Fenugreek brew;
Espresso grooms triad
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Patience sits
Waiting on words;
Experiential stuff
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Leon Enriquez
05 March 2016
Singapore
The blue jays are converging, at the top of the garden wall,
Singing their new old songs, in the young days of summer,
And spell-casting sluggish heat, holds all in a dreamy thrall,
Until dazzling golden skies, have darkened to a rich umber.
The blue jays meet there daily, in a big conference of colors,
Warbling their joys and concerns, amongst the hued blooms,
While red butterflies attend other gatherings, at other hours,
In the lemony air of sunny days, redolent in spicy perfumes.