Strawberries Poems - Poems about Strawberries

When we parted at the airport you left a part of you behind, Your scent Lingering still on my shirts, my clothes my hands. I crushed them to my face and breathed you in, my eyes closed, remembering you. You smelled like lemons and flowers and strawberries. You filled the room, every room with the scent of you,then...

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strawberries plump, sweet, eat whole or muffins, jellies, ice cream, pies~ the fruit of all trades ...

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strawberries and cream takes me back to childhood days taste of summer dreams posted on April 27, 2025...

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"Spring Is Coming Alive With My Five Senses." Quote By Poet I see the beautiful spring flowers blooming. I feel the new day's sun upon my face. I taste the fresh red juicy strawberries. I touch the soft brown baby bunny. I smell the rain after the day has been watered....

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When I was a child, I had a tomcat that loved sleeping in my bed, and a dog that lived outside and barked at night when demons would come. I wore sneakers, shorts, and a green hat made from a burdock leaf. I broke my neighbors' windows with a slingshot just like the kids from the...

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fresh cold strawberries are sweet and tasty I like them plain or in sugared milk But despise strawberry yogurt or jam I do not like them unless they are cold they are also delicious in strawberry shortcake...

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A big, glass bowl of oranges with eight pleated butterflies— perfectly symmetrical etched along the side. The sunlight, with all the eagerness, all the youth of morning pouring through each glass insect casts forty intersecting rainbows onto the deep brown landscape of the dining room table. Your thumb, dragging...

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Strawberries from my garden sun kissed, so juicy Piled high on crisp meringue nests and lush white whipped cream I just adore this summertime treat...

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The night, the night, the stars shine blue. Inside my heart I think of you. The strawberries that blossom red - I wish that you weren't dead....

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Sister, Hurry. Hurry. Stop dilly-dallying, The ice-cream truck is coming round. If we don't hurry up it'll have a crowd. Another scorching humid summer day. How I'd fancy this afternoon A dish of ice-cream topped With strawberries, Sister 7/12/2022 A rictameter is a nine line poetry form with a 2 4 6 8 10 8 6 4 2 syllable count and where the first and...

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A Yummy Sundae Afternoon My tongue anticipates ice cream sundae But do never indulge on a Monday For that's the day the diet starts afore Tuesday when diets fly out through the door. I drool o'er yummy ice cream on my tongue Thoughts of the tasty dish makes me so long For strawberries served at afternoon tea In a gooey knickerbocker...

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Sun-ripe strawberries oh so sweet Tempting swollen fruit to eat Red berries in dish of cool ice-cream Awesome moment a summer dream Wonderful taste lingers on tongue Beloved by all of us old and young Each afternoon a strawberry wish Ruby rhapsody in my dish Remembering when I was very young Idyllic memories of summer sun Each lick of my spoon was sheer delight So much...

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strawberries in rich sweet cream a frozen dish my tongue predicts the afternoon hot I drink it through a straw like pop strawberries mixed with sweet cream frozen and served in a cone as afternoon heats slip slide plop! frozen strawberries and fresh cream an afternoon delight in dish or cone my tingling tongue is quick to lick before calamity consumes it...

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I have a memory of picking wild strawberries with mother on a sunny afternoon when I was just a little girl it was a vast country field . . . ...

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