Tags : honey

It Must Have Been Spring

It Must Have Been Spring

A Poem by MsJewel


~ the honey was sweet ~
Sweet Like Honey

Sweet Like Honey

A Poem by grace


sweet words drip off your tongue like honey �" and i love honey. but the thing about honey is it is sweet if you handle it carefully,..
Buzzy Bee

Buzzy Bee

A Poem by Debbie Barry


A nursery rhyme about bees.
An Ordinary Day On The Plantation

An Ordinary Day On The Plantation

A Poem by Earl Schumacker


Southern Hospitality
Milk & Honey

Milk & Honey

A Poem by Onlyme


In the land of milk and honeyshe loved to lay naked on the marble floorand be covered in milkand honey.And get it licked offby a big burly guyWho woul..
Tea With Honey Please

Tea With Honey Please

A Poem by Earl Schumacker


A twist of lemon and rope if you please
In Vondelpark

In Vondelpark

A Poem by PatrickPink


Amsterdam is beautiful and there are 1000 reasons everyone should visit
Ill-Starred Kettle

Ill-Starred Kettle

A Story by YouoweYoupay


I cry to be pulled out of the darkness.
Pompelmo (rosa)

Pompelmo (rosa)

A Poem by Luna


"pink grapefruit"
Nothing

Nothing

A Poem by Wafa


When you love the wrong person...
honeybee

honeybee

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


honeybeebyMichael R. Burchlove was a little treble thing―prone to singand sometimes to stingKeywords/Tags: Love, Honey, Bee, Honeybee, Honeypot,..
Chocolate buyer

Chocolate buyer

A Poem by Cassie


not sugar sugar
bees

bees

A Poem by Allie Esora


Buzz Buzz Buzz
Seraph Sculpture

Seraph Sculpture

A Poem by Red Pill Coyote


The golden meadow was florescent with a citrine hazeShe is the citrine haze hovering above the fields of flowers, fairies, and angelsShe is of celesti..
shooting slow

shooting slow

A Poem by Earthrise


who let isolation get so easy
Honey Eyes ('Unrequited Love' Prompt)

Honey Eyes ('Unrequited Love' Prompt)

A Poem by TitaniumStar


I'll tell them how I feel today. We'll drive out to the hills and sit under the starry night sky. It'll be perfect...
Untitled 1

Untitled 1

A Poem by KEB


The modest words that slip From their delicate lips Are drenched with honey Inside the hive Inside my mind
survival 2.0

survival 2.0

A Poem by a bad habit


a warrior, alive, bruised, mutilated.the swords his teeth, and he h u n g e r sfor the violence, the pain, the nectar, of a storm. he is a warrior; he..

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