“Here are sweet peas, on tiptoe for a flight; With wings of gentle flush o'er delicate white, And taper fingers catching at all things, To bind them all about with tiny rings.” WhiteSweetAll ThingsWingsFingersTinyRingsFlightGentleDelicateCatchingPeasTiptoesSweet Peas Book:Poetry Manuscripts at Harvard Source: Poetry Manuscripts at Harvard
“I like not lady-slippers, Nor yet the sweet-pea blossoms, Nor yet the flaky roses, Red or white as snow; I like the chaliced lilies, The heavy Eastern lilies, The gorgeous tiger-lilies, That in our garden grow.” GrowsWhiteSweetRedGardenRoseHeavySnowTigersEasternGorgeousLiliesPeasSlippersSweet Peas Book:The Ballad of Babie Bell, and Other Poems Source: The Ballad of Babie Bell, and Other Poems
“My cat is completely blind. I am watching her now, sweet-pea that is, circling the kitchen floor and bumping into the kitchen chairs. She is kind of like a furry ball in a pinball machine...she bumps into something and then just turns and moves on...it makes me smile - although i know it's just not that funny. I think i laugh because what i really feel like doing, is crying” ThinkingKnowsFeelsKindMovingTurnsLaughingCrySweetCatMachinesBallsBlindKitchenChairsBumpsPeasFurryMake Me SmilePinballSweet Peas Author:Jann Arden
“Whatever cleaning goes on on the planet, women do 99% of it. But see, women are not as proud of their 99% as men are of our one! We clean something up, we're gonna talk about it all year long. It might be on the news, you don't know. A woman could be out re-paving the driveway. Men actually have enough gall to run out on the porch and go "Hey baby? Man, it's hot as hell out here, ain't it! Look, don't worry about emptyin' that ashtray in the den, I done got it, all right? Did it for you, sweet pea. I'm gonna go take a nap now, all right?"” KnowsMenYearsLooksLongDoneEnoughMightWalksWorryHellPlanetsSweetBabyGoes OnProudNewsHotCleanHeyCleaningNapsPorchPeasDensDrivewayAshtraysPavingSweet Peas Author:Jeff Foxworthy
“Poetry is a rich, full-bodied whistle, cracked ice crunching in pails, the night that numbs the leaf, the duel of two nightingales, the sweet pea that has run wild, Creation's tears in shoulder blades.” TwoRunningNightRichCreationTearsSweetShouldersIcePoetry IsLeafsBladesCrackedPeasNightingalesSweet Peas Author:Boris Pasternak