Balmy Poems - Poems about Balmy

Air conditioner is loud and steady Wind chimes prove the wind is ready Balmy spring day bringing us March Limber and lithe, not a bit of starch Dogs stare at me on this lazy day Loving the country in an appreciative way Not a single sound, no tweet, chirp or peep The kind of day I could do a lot of serious...

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a balmy spring day vitamin d rains on me i feel cherished...

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It's moderating, yee haw it's warming a bit Finally it's getting above zero Just a while ago thought 50 was freezing Now it's balmy from a few days ago In comparison temps can feel warm or cold Depending on what we're accustomed to 50 can feel downright damn balmy or frigid Really not much us guys can do Go with the flow, that's...

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Written: October 04, 2023 ________________________________________________________ In the tranquil aura of a tropical clime An idyllic scene, serene, pacific, sublime, As paradisal souls basked in gold auspicious. In peace, placid, prosperous, and prodigious. There stands a sedate, an ethereal being. It's a serene, glad coping; the knot is untying. Gone are the times of delightful harmony. She strolled rather softly, wanting to be. In the tranquility...

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Balmy january fifth two thousand twenty three pardon moi as I self plagiarize with slight modifications cuz following words written at least an Earth's orbit ago exhibits pearls of jocularity. I ran than jumped high into the upper atmosphere like a faux young American landing on the lunar surface frisky buck naked and bare no matter weight of world and personal woes oppressive, yours truly shrugged, (she loves...

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verdant slopes sparkle create a silver valley river snakes gently © Harry J Horsman 2021...

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The Balmy Month of August During those dog days of summer’s dream-rest, When crops robust in days, that are hottest. I sought to find my love peacefully asleep, Under the shady oak tree canopy. Luscious gladiolus witnessed my jest, When I playfully grass tickled her neck. And she in stupor trusted my nuisance, In the balmy month of August presence. “You are incorrigible,” she...

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leave the illusion sacrifice earthly demands virtue'll name it Saint 11.06.2020 Chattogram...

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Particular palms protecting private Pop’s Polynesian Paradise. Bashful bountiful beaches brazenly beguiling busy banana boats. Gregariously greeting gracious green grass generating gloriousness. Formidable foams frolicking forever free from formulating fickleness. White wisps wandering wonderfully within wilderness's willful wistfulness....

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A balmy night cloudless and clear With a full moon floating appearing near Laughter drifted down the hill An Australian summer night in quite a deal A gully wind blows to cool us all Children play and to each other call Lovers walk together holding hands Whispering to each other in sensual demand. © Paul Warren Poetry...

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Early afternoon delightful balmy zephyr... February third two thousand and twenty Yours truly secreted away within heavenly nook upon secluded hideaway property 2 Highland Manor apartment, I betook myself to safe haven took catch rays (sunbeams), while crossword puzzle book (moderately challenging) draped across lap, fast forward hours later (think 11:08 PM) ruminating idea for poem analogous to experience being "on tenterhook" essentially writer's H&R block accounted for sullen mood, no idea how...

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I ran than jumped high into the upper atmosphere like a young frisky buck naked and bare no matter weight of world and personal woes oppressive, yours truly shrugged, (she loves you yea... yea... yea... think Atlas) "faking" without care free, able, ready, and willing to dare daubing metrical feet into stream of consciousness (think) metaphorical earthenware placid figurative smooth as glassware reflecting mine mien mean disheveled hare reed state of body, mind...

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In the dark I stood hand in hand with you At the laughing polychromatic field Of illusory time with wings of blue Expectant to have your  crimson wounds healed It was I who spoilt the mathematics Enthralled by a pair of jingling pink feet Rendering my sensors problematic Choosing the hilly apples amply sweet At its core were ravens that I didn't...

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I believe I will go to St. Croix, Where the balmy air I will truly enjoy With lots of fine sand And a big butted man Who I can completely and truly annoy I will leave a stuffed woman in my bed, She will have a nice round balding head. So when my people come see What has happened to me They will find...

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A balmy night, windblown trees, indescribable silence. Cat’s eye tribute, chimes symphony, ethereal mystique. A brilliant star, Venus maybe, stands guard delightfully. Puffy double moon, orange implied, bulbous, brave, pinkish. Natural calmness, smoky clouds, beautiful balmy night....

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