Best Larks Poems

Each element of who she is, is scattered on the grass, 
with the scent of earth, the drop of rain, 
where dew reflects a sky...

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Gardens at Keukenhoff (Alouette)

As the tulips rise
With their sweet surprise
Fragrance permeates the air
Colors cover land
From God's divine hand
In these gardens we all share.

Such astounding views
Come...

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Lovely Roses

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Pristine mountain breeze
Shivers naked trees...
Autumn whispers her adieu.
Northern air descends
Chilling snow filled winds,
Pines view a magic milieu.

In the frigid snow
Icy crystals grow
In the beauty of...

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Inspired by "I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud," by William Wordsworth

I wandered lonely as a leaf that falls,
unmourned, to the distant ground
I paused when I...

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My Love (Alouette)

Loving all these years
Through my joy and tears…
My sweet memories don't fade.
When I dream of you
Feelings do renew
And my joy seems Heaven made.

It...

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A tribute to young daffodils 
   may grace the poet's page:
new grass, full streams, or nesting larks,
   as Spring takes center...

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The dulcet larks in oak trees bring a smile
On cue, here comes the sun melting the grey
I walk you down the garland-bordered aisle
So Mom and...

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Gnarled tree rooted firm, fallen bark,
abundant earthen ground cradles.
Horned larks and thrushes beat their wings,
wavering within sun's gold rays.
Lace shade dance a hush call, seep...

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In churned up soil the poppy rose 
On top of death, still steadily grows 
And in our minds we see the crosses 
That lie in...

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Our Midnight The Unseen Within
        ( Collaboration )

Silent unto our sense, yet musical
With eternal harmony, they move
About our...

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Precious Preemie (Alouette)

Precious little lass
Time will come to pass
When your preemie days have gone.
As spring flowers bloom
You'll be blooming soon
As you grow with every dawn.

Mommy...

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It's Monday
The day of the dead leaves and fresh flowers
The dry and wet hours
Like the other days
Of life and death
The desert and the lake
Thousands of...

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Spring Whimsy

winter packs his trunk
 full of icy fleece and flakes ~
  going south for spring

spring unpacks her bags 
 rolls out green hills...

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How I wish my poems could,
Soar higher and higher
Like a bird of limitless wingspan,
Dashing into horizons far!
But they skim like web footed water birds,
Tilting their...

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