Short Pekoe Poems
Short Pekoe Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Pekoe by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Pekoe by length and keyword.
I slipped a strawberry tea
under plain bags of pekoe tea
so handsome chance might choose a someone,
and I, the flavor of their confusion.
Categories:
pekoe, confusion, drink, imagery, psychological, relationship, senses,
Form:
Rhyme
Categories:
pekoe, food,
Form:
Abecedarian
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Orange Pekoe tea sits in my kitchen
While I sip Black Chai Indian tea, my one and only love
with you
Have A Happy Tea Day!!!
Categories:
pekoe, love,
Form:
Free verse
An effervescent sizzling rain
falls outside my window panes
dreary, stay home day
A day for brewing pekoe tea
not one for walking by the sea
an early spring cliche
Date:4/22/12
*The form definition says a
rhyming couplet of NORMALLY
meaning NOT ALWAYS 8 syllables
and a shorter 3rd line
Categories:
pekoe, nature,
Form:
Tail-rhyme
A teabag is snug
in an orange rind as it floats
on the brown sewage;
the spinach leaves swirl
as the drain gobbles and sucks,
and the brocoli
florets are hurried
to the steel beast's growling maw.
The peach liquid soap
sponges and perfumes
the kitchen. Sun-hued butter-
fly wings emerge, lift.
Categories:
pekoe, allusion, anxiety, butterfly,
Form:
Haiku
My frog calmly has his orange pekoe tea said Stew.
Remainder of the pot is sitting right next to him too.
Will he share with me? No. But he might share with you.
He is pouting today because I hid his hat and his shoe.
Sitting beside a tiny brook, that makes his life complete
He eats tidily, even his flies are bite sized, totally neat.
I know he has specialized crackers that are spiced with sweet.
If you ask politely, he may give you part of his treat.
Categories:
pekoe, animal,
Form:
Rhyme
What kind of soap are you making? I asked the gnomes.
They had many ideas they were sharing with each other.
Their soap-making business outgrew most of their homes.
They began a communal business they shared with their brothers.
They made lemon grass, orange citrus, and pekoe tea soap too.
There was turquoise goddess, wind walker and oceans of blue.
Whatever name they decided on, they somehow made a soap.
No matter what came along, these gnomes knew how to cope.
Categories:
pekoe, fantasy,
Form:
Rhyme
Butter crumb confection is bliss;
Soft transformation oozes across my palate.
How I love my sweets and dance my taste bud dance!
Liquid silk cocoa whipped with, delicate ease;
a moment of ecstasy.
Caramel scents tasted with vanilla bean milk
are a bakers’ miracle.
Lemon-mint liquid served in a golden mug
of pekoe slips over the tongue.
Strawberry snow cream sits atop spongy beds of
flour and sugar while,
sticky ooze engulfs my soul freely.
Oh, how I love my sweets!
Categories:
pekoe, food, humor, imagery, poetry,
Form:
Prose