by Daniel Turner |
Categories:
appreciation, nature, summer,
What's not to love about a summer day?
Kissed by the sun, the warmth of its embrace
To feel the cleanse from sweat at work and play
While honeysuckle breezes cool my face
With hillsides blanketed in purple vetch
Magenta morning glories and light blues
Imagine all the butterflies they fetch
A scene to romance any poet's muse
But when it gets too hot, I seek the shade
Barefoot in clover 'neath tall sycamores
Or take a watermelon down to wade
A spring fed creek, to cool, while I explore
That evening, in the swing, I watch fireflies
Then pray I wake to see one more sunrise
May 9 - 2018
Daniel Turner
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
lost love,
I stand here by the lakeshore, and I smell
fresh honeysuckle as I kiss the rain.
A memory that I cannot curtail
wafts bitter sweetly to me, and again
it’s May. . . the night you came by the moon's light.
The air was permeated by perfume
from blossoms colored innocently white.
But now it’s summer; yellow is each bloom.
When plump upon the vines, sweet berries, red,
will be swooped up by birds - carried away.
I stoop to touch a stem. How soon has fled
my flowered youth, and now this day chilled grey.
I bow in downpour like the vines bent low
while raindrops - glistening with my own tears - flow.
by James Marshall Goff |
Categories:
love,
The bitter icicle wind pierces the words "I love you"
Before they reach your opal ears
In a dream we laugh! and tumble in long grasses;
Your hair, brushing my face, your scent
Flushing my heart
Pausing, we each gather honeysuckle blossoms
Playfully guiding the stems to each other's lips
Nibbling sweet nectar as our lips melt together
Gently
We awake entwined in each other's arms
Our Love
Forever Sweet
by Anne-Lise Andresen |
Categories:
august, beauty, good morning, nature,
In case I've forgotten it
I wish you a lovely morning
Fill your coffee cup with sunshine
With glory and grace
A soft whispering sunshine
is surrounded with love
A fountain refreshing in your face
Of this beauty
I photograph this picture in my soul
and hiding it for dark winter days
The silence, the sun, the smell of honeysuckle
and flames of the northern lights
Yellow sunshine and blue sky, I want to paint
Nature's wonders, is forever dear
18.08.2017
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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by Sara Kendrick |
Categories:
devotion, faith, father, inspirational, life, loveme, inspirational, autumn, love, me,
Sitting under the pale pink running rose
At the end of a beautiful Autumn Day
Searching for inspirational sonnet to compose
For my love who lives in heaven's way
To me He's like a honeysuckle vine
Blooming in the month of May
Sweetly fragrant essence among the pines
He's like the gold of mountains that's refine
To me He's like the babbling brook
Sweetly singing in tune
For everything in heaven He forsook
Fo prove His love for me is beyond the moon
Words cannot describe my love for Him
But daily I'll try to draw close in His realm
by Faye Gibson |
Categories:
friendship, identity,
I trail across your sturdy wall,
spreading the warm scent of friendship
upon the dew-laden air;
my arms are airy tendrils, growing, stretching,
becoming determined vines of love
that climb across high barriers,
reaching you inside your mighty fortress.
My sweet fragrance travels with the breeze
blessing you wherever you may be,
calling you to be my friend.
Come, join me in weaving a fragrant bower
where weary souls may rest.
Honeysuckle means bond of love.
© Faye Lanham Gibson, May 3, 2015
by Jimmy Anderson |
Categories:
girlfriend-boyfriend, happiness, love, passion, romance
As I emerge from the dark, your light engulfs me.
Love ignited with a spark, and I trembled in ecstasy.
Just a soft caress, from the tenderness of your touch.
I adore you with all I possess, which may be too much!
Your moist butterfly kiss, makes my very knees buckle.
I'm in a state of bliss, for your tongue's sweet as honeysuckle!
The smell of your honey pot, awakes every one of my senses.
You've hit the exact spot, for you've removed my emotional defenses!
Your love blankets me, sending me spiraling above.
My heart recites your poetry, and I'm comforted by your love!
by Susan Gentry |
Categories:
love, marriage, moon, passion, summer, trust,
Honeysuckle vines, butterflies and bees
Red-orange sunset slides and disappears
You and I on front porch sipping ice tea
Sitting side by side after all these years
When I look into your eyes so deep blue
Our hands entwine and we lean in to kiss
A warmth engulfs my heart, you feel it too
Summer love and passion leading to bliss
The many years of dancing and playing
Moonlight and gentle breezes caress us
Familiarity serenading
Desire rising from a lifetime of trust
Under the heavens feeling heavenly
Secure that our love a lifetime will be
May 15, 2018
Summer Love Sonnet Contest by John Hamilton
N/A
by John Trainer |
Categories:
dark, loss, lost love, love, missing you,
Vainly I stand before you
Waiting for an utterance
Any word of understanding
But these are days of famine
The honeysuckle flow of verse,
And kindness has abandoned
No words can repair this ruin
Too late, too late, to wait
My memory of you will fade
Yours of me will never be
And thus is another chapter
Of broken dreams and lost love
by Tim Smith |
Categories:
love,
Caramel eyes so soft and sweet
Honeysuckle touch when we meet
Amber shades in your hazel hair
Running down a skin so fair
Melt into me and make me whole
Align your heart with my soul
Invade my mind with thoughts of you
Never forget that I love You
Everlasting beauty I am yours
by Tim Smith |
Categories:
deep, love,
Seductive tones filter the slumbered night
swashes of seda fill up an accented view
swirls of honeysuckle flicker in the breeze
and again the beauty of you is inhaled
Strip down low to the bare essentials
drench your soul in the waters of me
embrace fully in the arms of self content
and unleash chaos holding a being at bay
Enter into my entranced persona offering
let sacred dreams spill over silent borders
unburden that heavy heart hidden away
guarded, we are not who we say we are
by Tim Smith |
Categories:
love,
Morning calls as her spinet notes hum
a heated Fur Elise with many rays of love
dancing drops of glory beat upon a song
inside my painted dreams I sing along
Gentle thoughts float as I arise
longing toward such soothing eyes
wafts of honeysuckle fill the air
a precious smile for you are there
As day breaks and we take a pause
enjoy all her beauty without a cause
my hand rests upon her placid cheek
for another love I shan't ever seek
by William Robinson |
Categories:
childhood, nature, nostalgia, seasons,
The moon, pausing near her zenith,
On that balmy night in May,
Painted a warm, nocturnal landscape,
In varying shades gray.
A mockingbird insomniac,
With golden harp did play,
And serenade his lady love
With songs as bright as day.
A shy, retiring whip-poor-will
In some hidden, forest swale,
Intoned his lonely-heart refrain,
In a melancholy wail.
The gentle breeze, that washed my face,
Tasted honeysuckle sweet,
While silver dewdrops glistened,
On the grass beneath my feet.
Though my magic, childhood years have gone
On frightened wings of flight,
I treasure, in my reverie,
That enchanted full moon night.
by Anne-Lise Andresen |
Categories:
happiness,
Are you caught by the pleasure
the pleasure without links or key
A joy that the heavens pouring
A heavy rainfall of happy sun rays
The heat from the sun blushing on your cheeks
Drink of happiness .... a glass of the best wine
Eyes like the rays of joy
Close your eyes ... smell of the honeysuckle
Meet me ... In a world with care and love
29.11.2013
A-L Andresen :)
by Anne-Lise Andresen |
Categories:
beautiful, feelings, love, romance,
I found you there an early morning
The shimmering rays update nature
So everything in the park would be pink and yellow
From spray smell of honeysuckle
With full water among the rocks in churned
Regardless of where we can explore the passion of love
Sitting in shade of trees
In a moment my path deviate
08.30.2015 A-L Andresen :)
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by Peter Dome |
Categories:
caregiving, fantasy, love, marriage, romance, romantic,
If it be my wish
I'd endeavour
to maketh this heavenly
hunger satisfying kiss
to last forever.
Her welcoming warm arms
to provide sanctuary and safety
that soothes the inner child
I Lose myself in her soft caress
and harbour my heart and soul
She is the sculptress
and I the thing she moulds.
Her tender love to be liken a flowing
calming river
that flows with such invigorating emotion
deep inside of me
Her fragrance as sweet as the honeysuckle
that attracts the flirtatious honey bee.
One love one heart one dream
one flesh until we meet see our final sunset
and take
our last breaths
and rest together
on some grassy land
after our mortal death,
Peter Dome, copyright.2014. Jan.
by Ken Carroll |
Categories:
desire, love, summer,
Sultry summer deep south
not only a season
or a climate, it is a dimension
I float in it submerged...
A sinuous southern life
oblique and sometimes slow
old beauty in salty thick air
warm blood sea misty and fragrant...
Come forth my pouting southern lady
hazy honeysuckle in the heat
we lie down in green pastures
Sunday love in the valley of death...
We raise the waters of the mighty Mississippi
to a rolling raging boil
our fingers do all of the praying
she anoints my head with oil...
Holy humid sultry Sunday
I choose not to spend it alone
swing low, sweet chariot
coming for to carry me home...
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
by Joy Wellington |
Categories:
dedication, love, passion, seasons,
Summer's sun ablaze
Rivers flow o'er mountain peaks
Jasmines wilt in the heat
Cool Caribbean breeze
Fan natures pearls of salted mist
Jasmines swell with honeysuckle juices
Summer's burning moments
Become Autumn's glowing colours
A harvest to reap
by Debra Squyres |
Categories:
love, nature,
Honeysuckle vines
Golden nectar from blooms tip
Honey for your lips
by Silent One |
Categories:
analogy, metaphor, sensual,
Among delicate sirenic chants of amorous love birds,
charming Clematises thrive within their flower garden,
composing succulent symphonies alongside Honeysuckle,
seduced by the sweet scent of blossoming bright Jasmine.
Thirsting for nutrient rain to quench their breathless sighs.
Silent One
13 June 2018
Example for When line five enables your poem to thrive
by Rosemarie Rowley |
Categories:
absence, break up, farewell, i miss you, lost love,
A WREATH FOR SAINT VALENTINE’S DAY
A clew within this virgin card from the head
Which you denied and now which gives you hope
Has come to me. When you opened your mouth
The scent of honeysuckle drenched my shoulder
Your hair tossed, though neatly cut
Still betraying my wild, rapturous caress
Your eyes, that were soft, are now sharp -
Knowing pollution, spoilage, missiles;
Behaving with me with speech-robbing words,
Soul-hurting cynicism, lethal logic.
Now I’m staked to the ground, a paling
Around my house where golden children
Will never flower, who once flowered
In your heart of satin’s reddest hearts.
By Rosemarie Rowley
by Sarah Sublett |
Categories:
daughter, family, love, mother, mothers day,
When I think of you, my Mother
One thing comes to mind:yellow
Goldenrods and sunshine
Peace and all that's mellow
Halos, rings and lemonade
And honeysuckle too
Bumblebees and stary nights
And all the good that may shine through
Dolls with long blond locks
Babies yellow bonnets
Bath time duckies, lollipops
And also summer sonnets
There's many colors love can be
Red or even blue
But a Mothers love is somewhat different
With a golden kind of hue
Some day I hope my children see
That I am yellow too
For more than anything I say
I hope to be like you
by Raul Moreno |
Categories:
love, nature
Honeysuckle smiles,
With hummingbird’s gentle peck:
Saccharine kisses.
by June Fone |
Categories:
nature
In a corner of the garden
where the honeysuckle blooms,
where the air is sweetly scented
with a mixture of perfumes,
High above me in the willow
sits a snow white turtle dove,
who sings his wife a ballad
to celebrate their love,
I watch the evening sun create
such colours in the sky,
almost as if to imitate
the rose trees just nearby,
In this corner of the garden
all my birthdays should be spent,
for the gifts that live around me
are most truely heaven sent.
by Janette Fisher |
Categories:
love, romance, me, beauty, beauty, me,
He gave me a red Camelia,
That said I was the flame in his heart
And a dainty, blue Forget-Me-Not
To remember his love, when we were apart
To tell me, I brought him happiness
He sent me Honeysuckle, perfumed sweet
Then Lily-of-the- Valley
Which told me I made his life complete
Next, came a fragrant Daffodil
To say I was his only love
Echoed by a pretty Jonquil
As golden, as the sun up above
Lastly, came a single Rose
Whose beauty was beyond compare
A perfect bud, of the brightest red
His pure and undying love to declare
Although their beauty is fleeting
And their fragrance slowly, fades away
His simple acts, of giving flowers
Mean much more, than words can say.