Bedeck Poems - Poems about Bedeck

...The little divine droplets of water bedeck The shoots and leaves, all around spread Over the tract and the rough rocky bed , As the soft seemly drizzles at the day-break Infuse an enlivening......

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...The golden hues scatter, they age, stepping softly into the twilight, Velvet angels of summer falling, amid leaves seeking the calm of the earth, Gardens of grapes, unripened purple gems, with swee......

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...seagulls surf the wind my escorts home across the waves streamlined gannets sacred isle in view saffron tints ocean flower breeze......

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...Take a leisurely stroll in the pine grove. The time of rejuvenation has begun. A light drizzle will do, as will a shady cove. The whole area is revitalized by the sun. As a string o......

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...Piano man Dave Brubeck close harmony my ears di bedeck Particularly his 'Take Five' bringing jazz popularity alive......

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...I am jealous Of your waiting calls Is it that you now have fellas It seems of me, you not zealous Despite the recalls Once upon a time I am the precious jewel on thy neck You personally......

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...a thick mist blankets the winter dawn- necklaced jewels bedeck the hedge NOTE:A cinqku is an 'English language 'version of a tanka with 17 syllables 2;3;4;6;2 no title and last two(or thr......

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...Once you sailed upon the dawn to grace the eaves of Pomona's verdant lawn, but now in splendor you have drooped; no longer shall you unleash torrents from your tongue. Oh, white-hot zephyr of ......

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...When fairy ring is formed Fairies we just swarm Under these colorful umbrellas We gleefully dance with our fellas Hopping over the wet wood We play hide and seek with dudes Soari......

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...a thick mist blankets the winter dawn- necklaced jewels bedeck the hedge......

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...In the chapel wherein he laid His final moments here on earth, Mirrored image of one’s boyhood Stands he to claim his scabbard blade, The chance to prove his manhood. His mother chides him of hi......

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...Autumn’s palette filled with colors, Nature puts her brush to paint. Her one hundred box Crayolas, yellow, Browns, reds, and oranges satiate. Leaves and needles bedeck the trees; Th......

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...Her Eyes, Pools Of Promise Under Bright Stars Her pillars of flame,mounds of firm delight naked her beauty,wonderment at night she a goddess,mankind truly desires radiant heat,pleasures scorchi......

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...When do you want to rebel? At dawn when the thoughts are gathering At broad daylight when the thoughts are hiding At dusk when they are opening the buttons of their charade Or at night when they ......

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...colour attracts a bee here and there- but fragrance stops it in its tracks over the stubble carrion crows- the game-keeper heads home for tea August shaded gold becomes monsoon- ber......

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