Best Forage Poems

This is a very long poem and I will understand if you choose not to spend the time reading it. 
It is something I wrote...

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In one square mile, northeast of Noojee,
there are seven birds that I often get to see
as I walk on the tracks in pristine forestry,
in one...

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The mustard seed 

a wild mustard seed took flight 
carried aloft in gathering light 
over thistle'd sage and poppies  
in countless colorful copies

as brash...

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Atacama, Eden of winds,
flower of abandoned rocks and of sapleter,
homestead of flamingoes and geysers,
and above all ,
below an azure sky,
mountains are carrying on their tops...

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It's summer, and sunlight's syrup pours sweet into afternoon.
We've come to the bungalow's cemetery
to pick over bones of bygone days;
touch time's tender skin, lay flowers...

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Evergreen pines 
Evergreen firs,
Yellow moon size star rays shining through,
Nighttime in the forest.

Red cardinals mutter, mourning doves coo
On branches in sleep
Roosting in their wait for...

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            Belladonnic poison seeps from your eyes, 
      ...

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**“Those that respect the law and love sausage should watch neither being made.” – 
American Humorist/Author Mark Twain (real name Samuel Clemens) 



Prestigious lawmaking bodies...

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Sleep, my love, near placid waters
Under a pale moon that lights the way,
Mosquitos resound their ranks to attack 
A humble cottage where you and I...

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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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A storm is brewing, dark clouds advancing in
While tears roll down an embattled face
Betraying the tortured scars within
Each tear falls entwined in rains embrace.

He knows...

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Native American people had  a set rule of living
The men hunted and protected
The women, cook, child mind and made clothing
To maintain both was an...

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She is a kitty that wanders the street.
The other cat, looking exactly like her,
now happy, has tuna and chicken to eat.
Only one kitty has reason...

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where, in the shadow of a winter moon
beyond eternal skylines collecting stars,
does affection unfold in the sheets
of a nighttime whispering on the breeze

desperate wishes cast...

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Earth dwelling mongeese are neither toys nor coins and pedalling backwards then forward is not considered the primary way of jet propulsion off a very...

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