Honeysuckle trees have grown all over my yard
What can I do with this? Being a bard….
I counted the ones that are the easiest to see
They came into our house and commandeered our TV
Now a gang, they have a mascot and are wearing colors
We are just the start one told me. There are many others.
They demanded I make them a breakfast buffet.
My husband asked me “when are they going away?”
My writing muse tells me next to nothing, so I could not reply.
I am hoping these trees get tired of TV by and by.
They are watching Matlock now, as I fix them lunch.
Make it salty, a honeysuckle said to me, and make it crunch.
Sea, I stand upon your shore with the rising of the sun
as sanguine shades of dawn blend with an amber sky
Long before the overture of the human race has begun
I walk barefoot on the sand; to moonlight wave goodbye
When Ra lifts his heavy eyelids and wipes away the sleep
his light is softly reflected in prismed mirrors on your skin
I wonder what buried treasure lies within your waters, deep
before my mind is captured by the wake of a dorsal fin
Your smooth satin surface is without wrinkles or ripples
It beckons me, "Come," as though you invite me to suckle
upon the salty crested waves of your whitecapped nipples
and I, powerless to refuse, would wade in and gladly truckle
Oh, rising Sea, would I were the wind to caress your cheek
I'd not tire of lying cradled in the ebb and flow of your tide
Rocked by gentle motion, I'd be entranced by your mystique
Upon Earth, you are feared and worshipped, far and wide
Your voice lashes out with Neptune's roar when riled in rage
but tranquil in peace when moonlight shimmers in the night
What dark secrets you hold would fill a novel, page after page
You evoke my mind with questions; flames burning, you ignite
A Honey-Suckle for me!
Wandering along the flagstone path
Hardy shrubs line the iron gate
Delicate golden trumpets
Sniffing the sweet scent in
The humming of bees
Sweet nectar on
Ruby lips
Natures
Kiss
fuchsia blooms suckle
scenic whiffs on sultry wind
in cloud-filled dreams still
shaken with a poignant sting
trapped in seaside's rustic pine
Swaying in the hot August breeze
HANGING ON A HONEY SUCKLE VINE
Back and forth, suspended in time
Heart over mind...
Well I feel almost like 15 again
And I knew just how much you
Loved me just by the way you'd
Look so intensely into my eyes...
Well and I feel just as much in
Love with you as the years go by...
And this sweet in the hot August
Heat, HANGING ON A HONEY SUCKLE
VINE, back and forth, back and forth
Suspended in time, heart over mind...
Oh 'cuz there's nothing but a big, big
Blue sky up above and a blue bird
Singing the along to the wind chime’s
Song, sippin’ on homemade strawberry
Wine and feelin’ fine...
Just swaying in the hot August wind
Back and forth, back and forth
Suspend in time, heart over mind and
HANGING ON A HONEY SUCKLES VINE...
HANGING ON A HONEY SUCKLES VINE!
honey suckle dew
drips from dainty antenna
enticed bee snuggles
Honey suckle candy kiss
Soaring towards heaven
State of bliss
Touching you
Heaven in palm of my hand
Falling like Alice in wonder land
Essence of you
Grips me tight
Marshmallow comfort
In your hold
Our love is young
And also old
I dreamt of you
Since time began
Our souls entwined
Love birds sang
You are and always eternally
The life and breath
Engulfed in me!
Happy Valentine's to all soupers!!!
Honey suckle candy kiss
Soaring towards heaven
State of bliss
Touching you
Heaven in palm of my hand
Falling like Alice in wonder land
Essence of you
Grips me tight
Tranquility light
Marshmallow comfort
In your hold
Our love is young
And also old
I dreamt of you
Since time began
Our souls entwined
Love birds sang
You are and always eternally
The life and breath
Engulfed in me
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