Alpines Poems - Poems about Alpines

...“We must feel glad that, for the moment, the kea has been saved to amuse us, surprise us, even annoy us and damage our property, and cheekily remind us that land was not made just for the benefit of ......

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...Summertimes sunshine, melts alpines snowline ~ waters ice cold, crystalline. cascading torrents ......

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...Beers Friends of mine in hard times Calls me for a snap! Reminds me of my old buddies In a crowded cafe on the Alpines Should be not consumed I know very well But my urge to forg......

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...As I hike The winding Rattler paths of Green Mountain It’s tempting to think Beneath my skidding leather shoes These marbles of red stones Were scattered and tossed here Just today Laid out ......

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...A Jaguar, koenigsegg or ferrari Silk threads in pravda , Gucci , armani Honeycomb in the mountains, swiss alpines Hey Santa! Better deliver on time I'm guilty for not giving to the poor Guilt......

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...Tali Karng : le Serpent du Crépuscule – Translation of W. Les Russell’s « Tali Karng : Twilight Snake » by T. Wignesan (W.Les Russell, b. 1949 in Melbourne, joined the Royal Australian Navy – ......

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...Azaleas with their vibrant jewelled colours mingle with Begonias to bring beauty to my garden borders. Calendula or Marigolds in glorious gold dazzle me like spring sunshine. ......

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...Hard is the rock, yet it does roll, beneath the oceans Swift currents its rough edges become smooth, rounded But it makes no sound; it is the silence of stone. Gray is granite, as markers grave ma......

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...Signs versus shadows in city of reasons burst amnion. White cranes manipulate black clouds, smudge the nomenclature. I want to become deaf in grazing blasts. Young lovers dance on machetes; nifty wo......

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...Signs versus shadows in city of reasons burst amnion. White cranes manipulate black clouds, smudge the nomenclature. I want to become deaf in grazing blasts. Young lovers dance on machetes; n......

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