Sweet Pea Poems - Poems about Sweet Pea

...Out my window in the Spring at last I hear the birdies sing. The dark morn gives way to light. Winter chill has lost it’s bite. Out my window in summertime bees buzz as wind chimes. Roses bur......Read More

... My one true delight The sweetest of peas The flowering type Not the edible The exquisite array of so many pastel hues Each shade I adore no favorite can I chose Their enchanting pe......Read More

... George asked for a date, supposing I’d wait all day. That morning at eight I stood by my gate; oy vey! He called and said, “Mate. I’ll be really late. OK?” His mate? I said, “Hey, your ......Read More

...I’m Ok Im ok. That’s what we tell everyone when they ask us “ How's your day going?” You say “I'm ok.” But that's not how we feel. We might be having a horrible day but still we say “I'm ok......Read More

...“Sweet pea! Sweet pea!! Where are you?” “I’m here” “Where are you? I can’t find you” “I’m here!” “Where?” “I’m here, in the toilet” “What? You’re in the toilet?” “Yes I’m here in......Read More

...Pretty pinto standing in its pied coat Earthy browns balancing bright whites Rich verdant terrain at a distance Jasmine, rose, tulip, and sweet pea in their aromatic essence Lovely blues and cum......Read More

...That’s what she is a little flower to me, A tulip, a rose, daisy or even sweet pea. Fragrant soft ringlets make up her hair, Must be why butterflies flutter round there. She runs through wet gras......Read More

... I am a butterfly that loves to sing, every note and word I do fling, ......Read More

...The elderly root went a court’n today I saw him with a heart, as he went on his way I wondered who he was going to try to seduce. Could it be the old Tony Twins? They were way out of juice. He ......Read More

...Baby newborn incubated in a tiny cylinder Soon free breathing on her own… Her parent’s glee when she shyly smiles Her doctor’s silent plea that she thrive A beautiful little sweet pea so fully al......Read More

...I pull an encyclopedia on my lap and a brownie jumps out. He is naked as a blue jay, and he wiggles his things all about. I am horrified, and yet delighted, weird to feel both emotions together. H......Read More

... Seed - scattered strewn or downtrodden. Grain stuck on passive flytrap mucus. Wild life biomes ripe with open sesame. Frantic birth pangs stiffen their gestations as green leaf ferments bubble......Read More

...When I let one loose in the elevator, what my man said shows he’s no odor hater: “My sweet little darlin’, you sure own my heart. Don’t blush, Hon. I know you did not mean to fart. It ain’t awful......Read More

...Darling I ask a simple question Desperate to know your suggestion I’m aware that you love me And that I am your sweet pea So, what on earth is this indigestion. © Harry J Horsman 2019 ......Read More

... My sunshine in the morning wakens me with eyes that twinkle mischief and delight. My sunflower whose gaze I love to see is he – my summer love – from morn to night! I'm his honeybee, and he......Read More