Best Angstlanguage Poems
THAT WHICH GRACE GRANTS (d. I hold you responsible for these flowery, non-
descript and vehemently sterile style of poetry!)
Two gathered stars became her eyes
The moon was her halo shown
She is the lady who can make roses rise
And her beauty and compassion should be universally known
The sun said to me that when it sets at eve
And to the sun it succumbs
For this lady the sun tepidly takes its leave
While the majestic beauty blesses all the berries and her chrysanthemums
Every leaf that falls to the ground she resurrects
Her tears of joy sustain every tree with thirst unquenched
It is a miracle all the wonder within me she affects
And relaxes people with their teeth well clenched
Her language can only, by seraphim be heard
It’s a long and lengthy language of love and lovely things
The lady can translate the tweet of any bird
And any song a songbird of spectrum sings
The universe bows to her majesty displayed
It is of innocent beauty to which the lady may lay claim
She can cause a blistering sun to become shadows and shade
And in case you are wondering Mother Nature is the loving lady’s name
© 2011.….Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
Insulin please, that’s so damned sugary I now have Diabetes thanks to you D.
But thanks a lot in any event- f.~f!~