Short Savour Poems
Short Savour Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Savour by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Savour by length and keyword.
An olive focaccia
Fried savour slice
An onion frittata
Cheddar soda bread
Granny's bread pudding
Cornish cream
Nice!
Send me a text this Christmas
I shall savour every line
Remember dreams
Those happy beams
With moments we hold so dear
It matters not where we wade ~
God assigns our soul no grade
Wander dear heart but return ~
Savour love’s benign bliss burn
hearts merge becoming one
all that that then is is pure love
if we would savour the flavour
ego must dissolve to become
the flame
beneath a blushing sky
two idle boats
savour
the bliss of solitude
our fingers entwine
[Inspired by Shahbaz Majeed’s "Misty Dawn".]
as we savour bliss strobes
dancing around energy nodes
our heart oozes deep gratitude
at being thus meditated upon
by the boundaryless universe
I love my tea
It comforts me
I drink and it
Becomes part of my psyche
I savour the taste
So fruity and nice
I am a tea drinker
And it feels so right
As the path we take begins to waver
And we look to any for a favor
We might lose our way
But at the end of the day
It is those moments that we may savour
I love the way it spins around,
Milkshake mixer's whirring sound,
Lots of milk, chocolate flavour,
What a drink it is to savour,
Better still as it goes down.
I'm solivagant
searching solace
sinking to sublime solitude
sensing soothing simple savour
of supreme serenity.
Magnetism tugs us from a centreless fulcrum
We be to become, melding with the flow
Aligned with rhythm of the cosmic drum
We savour gifts of bliss rapture in stillness slow
Sultry like sweets
Like the blush on her cheeks
Another fine sip and swirl around the pallet
Let it mellow don't haste
Savour the taste
Its a golden reward from the valley
My kind of poetry I must confess (sans capitalisation punctuation & visual recitable.. a ' unique happening every reading)... from a very creative readable poet.Savour the moment
Salute the humble sprout,
Staple on Christmas Day.
Synonymous some say.
Simmer for ten minutes,
Savour goodness in it.
Stored iron for muscles.
So salute those Brussels .
sometimes lovers meet
kiss and share a bite to eat
one desires sweetmeat
not dessert an extra treat
to savour another’s teat
to sip
to savour
and utilise:
...yet never
ever
dwell
too
long...
tomorrow
lies etheral..
...expectant...
..again
Drunkenly we fall once more
And wake up weaker than before,
Not dense enough to question this,
I simply savour every kiss,
Evidently, in my bed
Lies nothing more than just a friend.
A flower is a flower,
It cares not the hour;
And man is just a man,
He knows an hour's span.
Unlike the tranquil flower
That graces garden's bower;
He doth never savour
All an hour's flavour.
SPOILING CLEVELAND
While roses belch perfume into the air and
Nightingales’ whistles pierce my ears
I can't savour the clamorous glamour
And odorous charm of the steel mills in Cleveland
yet in a burst of sunshine
the world invited me
to rise and taste its beauty
it beckoned me across the way
to find the courage to smile
and savour the fruits of life
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
Oh luscious orb
My hand embraces you, precious fruit
Blushing pink and golden
Your fleshy nectar excites me
Let your heavenly juice
Run down my chin
Trickle down my fingers
As I savour your summer gift
Blown along this windward stretch
Dressy shadowy
As light of step, skied a-twirl
Savour each birch-girl.
Swept, enriched, up in whose fame
Dazzles ghostily
Now to whose art converted
Pavlova's; well-bred.
The liquor of poetry is sweet...
Donates taste to life,
moves the ideas,
sweetens the mind...
Kiss us ardently,
offer us love,
exults our existence...
Savour it,
with constancy...!
It benefits the soul... !
Oh
Serene
Setting sun
You turn the sky
Pink, Purple, Orange
How your colours promise
A better day tomorrow
In awe of your transient art
I savour this brilliant moment
until sky blue turns to the black of night
Much can happen from one pore of sun rays
from which a mighty oak tree, a small plant
and many flowers shot up to savour our delight
Yet the opposite happens when you clothe them
in darkness they wither away and die