Best Dell Poems

securely hidden
small secluded valley...
morning awakens

rainbows of color
flowers glisten with fresh dew...
animals abound

fluffy clouds floating
sunshine brings natural prizms...
heaven, earth collide...

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Tell,

Bill,

Dell,

Well!...

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High up on the top of the slope
Living alone, in solitude, and hope.
He was all alone in the deep wooded dell
Yellow birds tinged with black flying so well

A small brook winded its way between the trees
Butterflies flew on hedges on the breeze.
On the sunny side...

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 Tetractys 

Oh Dell, what did you do with my poem?
the one I wrote
just last night.
Where is
it?
 
Duh!
Of course
I saved it;
I always save.
I have looked everywhere; I can't think straight.

Rats! I was so sleepy, it slipped my mind
Hey, what is this...
[Oh Dell, what 
did you...

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DELL THE FARMER

Once lived a farmer named Dell Doohickey.
Not hungry to learn, manners are sticky.
Sorry he ain’t.
Say please, he cain’t.
He would eat his words if not so picky.

8/13/2017...

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The voice of the flowers flowed along the greenery in the dell.
One who heard their whispers was a pixie named young Nell.
She understood their excitement, but the words she could not tell.
For some secrets are best kept away from the fey, even in the dell....

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there it is
lighting up the forest
candelabra redwood

Photo: Active NorCal...

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Oh golden dell
Oh valley of lights
swirling clouds 
and circles of night

oh caress of hand ...and longing of id
ego dropped as the satin gown did

silken bedsheets I will drape upon your nakedness
protect you from chill and all ...ill will
your hand clutches my hair...cups my head...you kiss...

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If Dell made a computer back in 1941.
If my daddy had one then why would we have made it in the shaded sun.
WE could not then even exist because of television.
Can you imagine if the parents of this hippy generation
Knew that yahoo.com it did exist...

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They mixed black paint in the
Cobb and concrete mixture.
The other batch contained a 
mixture of white paint and
Shallac.
When the mixed the mixture
I wasn't thrilled, not knowing
this was done to make me
excited.
After the mix had cured, they
used handsaws to cut blocks
of stone to create the wall.
I...

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The restlessness of dreams do wake
stirring the mind of a child's forsake
teeter-totter on the indigo plank
try to remember but come up blank
try to rekindle but come up blank
hear the whisperings in the dell
where it is hard for truth to tell
what kind of monsters lurk out...

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              If a poem was a spell at wizard's dell. 
Would it say in a state of dual-singularity come to life 3D in bilingualarity "come walk with me"?

Wallowing a dance a snake...

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The arid air and husky hot breath
Gives a sickly feeling in the sandy stretch
Of silvery lines between heaps and depth ;
Vultures preying on the carrion wretch ;
Endless journey through the unguiding desert,
Choking dryness and frenzied mirages beyond -
All devastate to break down and only hurt...

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Emerald green throughout the scene,
I’m trapped within the stone,
Every hue of aquamarine and bottle green
The colours of things that grow.

Dappled sunlight filters through,
Light shafts that drift and float
Highlighting the greens of every hue
Picking out every dusty mote

My carpet is of mossy grass soft
Like a wave...

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It’s a wet place, where the words live,
Where dreams rain, and they all give
The words life.

It’s a dry space, where the words die,
It’s a rock-place, and it’s all dry
From hot strife....

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