Sprinkling Poems - Poems about Sprinkling

sprinkling of snowfall blankets the hardy crocus winter's last chuckle AP: 2nd place 2025 Pubmitted on March 30, 2025 to contest SPRING HAIKU sponsored by TANIA KITCHIN...

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Ghostlike droplets, falling fast Pouring streams of God’s sentimental Remembering music from the past Caressing each dream so soft and gentle Raining grief, restoring moon and stars Secrets uncovered by the midnight song Heartache revealed, stories in glass jars Kindling the music who chants all night long Glorious prayers whispered to the night Praising the One who brought hope to abide His love is a...

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Have a day that's full of cheer I'm sending love to show I care Pass it on to someone else Dont keep it all to yourself Spread some happiness around Through the lands and through the towns Don't be stingy let's others see By using some pleasantry You can show how to release Lots of kindness care and peace I challenge you to take this...

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She wears a pale gossamer gown, aglow with a sprinkling of stardust, the moon dances with the sea tonight. He waltzes with her shimmering reflection in a romantic rhythm that ebbs and flows until dawn when they whisper, "Farewell." December 31, 2021 Bite Size Poem #31 Sponsor: Line Gauthier...

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Rain sprinkled on my forehead. She sprinkled on my nose. She sprinkled off my freckles. And went other places sprinkle goes. Rain dripped past my armpits She dribbled down my belly. She oozed past my knees. Sliding past breakfast jelly. Rain pooled in my crevices, Luckily I did not mind being wet. Sprinkling kind of revs me up You would know that if we’ve met....

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all my beloved glance from stars above like candles that twinkle in the night sky and in my dappled dreams they see me weeping ...

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her gentle raindrops sprinkling yellow tulips welcome in april...

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a sprinkling of spring red buds blossom through nude trees... spring weeds dress the earth ...

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That blurry mirage of sizzling heat As the trucks passed by, steam rose from concrete Irvington couldn’t build a swimming pool But came up with a way to keep kids cool How I begged my mother to make the walk For three hours of laughs and silly talk At noon kids gathered in a cement pit Sprinklers turned on, we enjoyed each...

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