Best Heath Poems

In oak-heath forest you might be
one wonderful spring day.
Go search for heath beneath a tree.
Perhaps small faeries you will see
and other wee folk there at...

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You've portrayed the lives of many
A soldier, a son, a dad, and the enemy

Who I ask, shall portray your life
In a story to reveal your...

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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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There’s an old river course with beginning and end,
now the river runs straight without this river bend,
where the water is still and the reeds do...

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Twas darkness upon the quietly residing heath...
And deathly was the sullen red sandstone tower...
Standing gloomily inside the masons dry-stone walls
Amidst toppling granite slabs and the...

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 tercet 

Mr. Moore taught us English lit
but more important than that,
he taught us how to use our wit.

He willed us to go way beneath
the...

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FIRST MOVEMENT (Minor Key)

Times such as these test body soul and mind
So should our thoughts be pain and dark confined
Or loosed to concentrate on brighter...

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The dense stratus manipulates the sunlight
Rugged heath fades as day turns to night,
Solitary tree recoils
Unaware embroils
In respect
Toils,
Self respect
In winter’s turmoil's
Evokes and then disembroils,
When with groans...

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I grew up on granddaddy's ranch 
There wasn’t a bull I couldn’t conquer
My cowboy boots only came off
When I changed my clothes for soccer
I love...

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Stars fall under failing skies...stars fall...stars fall...
And sadly...i start to drive.
Through the unremarkable village with its tall 
Georgian Bay window panes, lightless,
devoid of visages; outwardly...

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(A Christmas Collage) 

The sun has set and night is stealing
Softly o'er the silent land,
While snowflakes slowly down are falling,
Shaken from an unseen hand.

To the...

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Wiping the cold sweat off my forehead 
Standing beside the dying king’s bed
Thinking of a remedy while a sword 
Was pointed to my shivering neck...

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What Makes Christmas Sweet  (Taste)

It’s taffy, chewy in my teeth,
And chocolate melting on my tongue,
The crunch of candy bars like Heath;
It’s taffy, chewy in...

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Lo' beneigh' the random bield, bewails upo' the leaf
An' lea'e me naught but grief and pain, as moone breaks through the heath
Upo' the gilded braes...

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I was walking on the heath near Rocky Road with Mike and Ike, we’d been pals since our college days and called ourselves The Three...

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