Best Herbage Poems

A Turnip and a Cabbage
    are walking down the street.
This may seem a might peculiar 
    as they hadn't...

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"The forest is a sanctuary where you can grow to be you," ... by the Poet.

The passing of a torch, when Spring was announced, 
was...

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Bamboo Tree

26 February 2012


Evergreen tree-like green herbage
Abounding woody stems travelling upwards
In a flick, moments-of-memory refuse to cede
At the sound of rustling leaves, pay off a...

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INTO THE WILD

I dreamed ......

An arboreal wandering into the wild
Creeping in narrow-leaved green herbage
Afraid to be mashed by other wolverines got riled
Their safe abode is...

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Athenian Epitaphs

Mariner, do not ask whose tomb this may be,
but go with good fortune: I wish you a kinder sea.
—Michael R. Burch, after Plato

Does my...

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BUSHFIRE
                        ...

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Home,my sweet home,
Where blue tranquil rapids flow,
Its meanders run in symphonic rhythms ;
To the left and right aside,
It holds my village firm;
Yellow is ripen glow...

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Sweet the bounty imbuing the meadow
With ripened fruits, herbage, and oats,
And children raise their baskets under lush trees
To  pick  pluck nectar of mid-autumn’s...

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I found a chateau lawn once, teeming with charm
A  MAZE it was,  growing cluttered yet it had an air
Of much lushness TURNING the...

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Hollow herbage grows.
Lifting spear shaped blades skyward.
Trim necessity!...

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My heart lays within the burrow. 

In the stillness of this place there is beauty, its envelopes the terrain. 

Softness is embodied in the rich...

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the scotch pine looks white
herbage seem to poke at him ---
snow nostalgia



08 December 2022
Winter Nature Themed Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin...

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Part 4

Now by the end of the day, it was easy to say,
    The Hippo was gracious and kind.
With no desire to...

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Back age of brute creation 'n herbage beholders
Hominoids have stayed for bodiless years 
Jumbled brains on battered shoulders 
With rash of lacking space frontiers
On brief...

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Lost In Dark Silent

When I look back the silent darkness
I had left in the deep woods
a long ago
where I had planted few seeds
of my memories...

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