Cerise Poems - Poems about Cerise

...Sappho Translations XIII by Michael R. Burch In these translations the fragment numbers are mostly Lobel-Page. All translations are by Michael R. Burch and should be so credited if they are used i......Read the rest...

...Tantalizing season steps in humming Delightful songs - soar cerise, tangerine, Crimson, red leaves - floating, fluttering Swooshing, spreading light…. Stardust Sprinkled from the misty clouds abo......Read the rest...

...The air feels nippy as the night stretches, adjusting itself to fit Fall. Silence replaces the songbirds' sweet songs; while wailing winds compose a dirge for Summers's death. And in the......Read the rest...

...When my inkless isles become drenched with icy wintergreen embers of apologetic auroras ~ and l i f e loses its lyrics in lilith's labyrinth, this soul orchestrating in origami ri......Read the rest...

... "It is almost impossible to watch a sunset and not dream." – Bern Williams. The spacious vales shimmered in crimson hues The tired, reddish-orange sun tinged the sky, As it yearned for......Read the rest...

...Let me get r o m a n t i c, cross my legs, pucker my lips, slip into your shadow. You say, “It’s a bit hot in here,” as I draw near. You're pulling at your collar, releasing you......Read the rest...

...Summer departs tiptoeing, steps veiled Fall, Tantalizing hint of golden sunshine, Sigh sad rose bushes, shake branches trees tall,  Decoupage of leaves, on maple and pine.  Whimsical season com......Read the rest...

...Rouge with smiles ......Read the rest...

...dawn’s cheery red cherries by the bagful cheek by jowl they munch dangling the stem, spitting out crunchy seeds (tooth breakers) channelling the healing power chalking up juicy rufescent bite......Read the rest...

...Oh my dear Cerise, Though your tear ducts stain blue, With the petals you pluck, Singing faint words of 'He loves me not', As the flower wilts in your hands. Dear Cerise don't cry, As they cr......Read the rest...

...Bright jewel enshrined odyssey sparkles, as haunted pneuma’s blinding sun quest, sculpts sweet blissful dream escape plot, from deep well nagging torrents, wounded sigh raw throat rush, magma sp......Read the rest...

... “If you look the right way, you can see that the whole world is a garden.”– Frances Hodgson Burnett Though I’m unable to bear the coldest days, My heart is eager when they put me ......Read the rest...

... Trompe L'oeil I use to be so sure of my colors But now my vision is jaded Perhaps it is obscured from the THOUSANDS of tears I've shed I taught you the primary colors, RED, YELLOW, and BL......Read the rest...

...steel clouds once more freeze bare trees comfort each other ripped trunk holds it together the sun shields its eyes its flames dying in Winter the core feels the biting chill it is in my bo......Read the rest...

... Bobby’s sweetheart loves red lingerie, which he’ll give her on Valentine’s Day. He went shopping for two. Will she bid him adieu when he dons his cerise negligee? ......Read the rest...