Best Cottony Poems

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I dream of drifting away on a sunny day
high above the cottony stuffed clouds
I'll glide erasing all the hurtful feeling inside 
a season...

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Against the velvet canvas of night the downy snow falls all around me. 
Silence deafening,falling upon my ears in this winter wonderland I see. 

The...

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Memories of the sea wash over me
on days when clouds are drifting cottony
above my head through placid azure sky.
Such images flit like a butterfly
across my...

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Where mountains fade to valley shade
And trees give way to meadow's blade
Cottony cattail, wild lilies teem
Obscuring an enchanted stream

Tis there amongst the grassland rue
This tiny...

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"The deepest longing in the human heart is the desire for appreciation."--William James

A halo of treetops rings the cyan river,
as it trips and rolls down...

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When God said, "Let there be light,"
Nature obliged, with the sun.
And in the farthest fringes
of deep space, galaxies spun.

Ethereal rays of light
imbue magic to each...

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I'm dreaming dandelion dreams,
afloat on a sea of yellow.
And I feel buoyant as a cloud,
drifting on the fringes of sleep.

Sol rises; his gold chariot
igniting the...

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Calm appears following a ferocious storm
As clouds turn marshmallow white again,
In the stillness, nature returns to a norm.

Drifting across patches of deep blue sky
The clouds...

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Ice crystal contrails cerulean skies crisscross,
Grazing the wispy clouds of cottony linens
Like smooth white, waxy strings of dental floss
Strung out high above these heavenly denizens.

Grazing...

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Glorious hues arise from halo of morning sky
As dreamy eyes take me on a wondrous ride
Where cottony clouds scatter layers of purple
Adorning with shades of...

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Whining, it happens when blizzards come calling
Grabbing a jacket I walk down the stairs
Beside the window where winter is lurking
Waiting about as if nobody cares

Coating...

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Our grandson who has Huntington's Disease has been going to physical therapy for a couple of months now at our local hospital. Huntington's Disease is...

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oh ...
there is a place
of mystery and captivation
where the weary edges of a woman's day
are crimped in wild whispers
and trimmed with nectarous need ...
where the...

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Fog has shrouded the yard and house
Yet the sun tries to shed its golden light

It is so beautiful this morning
The shroud is low but above

Is...

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From an aerial view, the sight of a beautiful red train 
chugging along down the railway track 
takes my breath away; 

One moment I am...

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