Best Leathery Poems

We'd laid old George to rest the week before,
at ninety-one he now rejoined his wife,
no heirs to his estate, so one thing more
to do, and that's clear where he'd spent his life.
Downstairs had been quite easy, George was neat,
his things all had a purpose, neatly...

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I thought I’d repost this because of the state of the world today and because 
it might help someone see things a little differently or maybe it will just make you smile
I know many of you have seen this but some haven’t



The Dog, the Pig...

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An old man sits peacefully in deep thought
Missing teeth, milky eyes . . .  leathery skin
Wind Rider his name  – a shaman 

The young man seethes in anger
Strong, excitable . . . limbs in constant motion 
Standing Bear his name  – dangerous...

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I attended a large gathering and took some time
to observe the great assortment of shoes stacked on the racks
I saw new shoes, pricey shoes, and shoes not worth a dime
and shoes that seemed to have crossed many paths and tracks.

I saw dainty sandals and flighty...

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Winter's whimsical nature comes with
     fickle freeze, cold pervading every fibre
How I remember you, red hot
     against the white snow
Smoking volcano
     against permafrost desolation
How your aura lingers in my brain
   ...

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Grandpa

a kind face
 
skin leathery and creased from years of working in the sun
 
long jowls like a basset hounds
 
sad droplet eyes
 
always a slight aroma of beer
 
brown wrinkled callous palms
 
dirt-stained fingernails were evidence of an old man’s toil
 
a blue plaid...

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  Another Cruel Link in their Chain 

1.   Beginnings

Her babe was her joy, such a beautiful boy,
	and he suckled her breast till the end.
The slaver sought cash, bestowed mammy a thrash,
	sold her babe to a gentrified friend.
Yes, life flits like a flash,...

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Under her guidance, we stood at attention
Like a row of young soldiers, reciting the anthem
"Oh Say, Can You See?".. was a warbled contusion,
that could shatter your glasses, disturb other classes
out of tune, out of rhythm, but with avid enthusiasm 
it could rattle the rafters of...

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The Dog, the Pig and the Cat

Here is a tale of a dog and a cat
and a pot bellied pig, so pink and so fat
Of days in the garden alongside a farm,
a whimsical story of magic and charm

The dog was so hairy of bushy descent,
yellow...

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A-Z Latin and Common names of plants.

A is for Acanthus Mollis the Latin name but this does teach us
B is for the common name we know it as bears Breaches.

C is for Campanula some are short and some of them tower
D is for the common...

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The soft clip-clop of the horse 
echoed amongst the dark fir trees.
The tall man rode bareback
along the winding path of the forest.

Resting on his leathery gauntlet
sat an alert hawk, listening and watching.
Soon it flew off towards some poor rodent,
His prey for the day.  The...

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Why did they plant the magnolia
in the tight corner between the house
and the garage? There is no room for a tree.

Each spring, she blooms valiantly;
each summer, she stretches her branches
with the large leathery leaves
over the roof;

you cut them. Last year, 
I cried. The blossoms 
unfold...

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Dragon Anguish

Adam clenched his fists attempting to block his senses
from the growing growls that hammered against his rib cage.
The thousands of millenniums he had lived barricading his heart
from all worldly emotions.

Adam looked up at the daunting sky to flaunting dark clouds
creep overhead. He breathed in...

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I saw a young lady today who had a tattoo that covered up her arm, 
It wrapped it up completely but it only added to her charm. 

The tat she had was bold and it caused me to do a double take, 
Because on her...

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From an aerial view, the sight of a beautiful red train 
chugging along down the railway track 
takes my breath away; 

One moment I am watching a funnel shaped smoke stack sending puffs,   
up towards the white cottony clouds then disappearing,  ...

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