Best Pods Poems

~The Narwhal Beckons Before Dawn~

   If I could sing a song,
   It wouldn't be just any song.
   I would...

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Roots and Dandelion Dreams: A Mother's Heart
- Daniel Henry Rodgers

At dawn's first blush, 
milkweed pods, 
burst with a sigh,
A feathery shower of, 
silk sending secrets......

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Raspberry Kisses


Silent kisses throughout the air.
Just like the wild raspberry affair. 


Nowhere to know how,
Can they be found!
Now they are here,
Only to me you appear,...

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How I loved spending a week of the summer holidays with my grandparents. Gramps would come and pick me up in his old pick- up...

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Silver haired, the year
rests in the field.
Crows gather
on the sycamore bones.
The day is like glass.
Winter lurks
in the shadows.

In brittle glades,
papery pods protect
the last seeds.
Spiky coneflowers...

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Smoky
mornings drifting
like woodsmoke on the breeze...
mushrooms are white buttons in grass
dew-damp.

Snapping
berries from barbs
my fingers sunset-stained;
the puce juice of drupelet fruit now
bleeding.

Swollen
the pregnant pods
sway on summer-scorched...

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I was a red-violet, sunny morning person, usually up at the crack of dawn,
When orange light poured from the east, upon revival, dewy green lawns.

With...

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In
A bed
They grow tall
Golden yellow
Blossoms surround seed
Pods of dark brown beauty
Prickly, scratchy leaves upon
Strong, sturdy green stalks that reach high
Aiming for illuminating sun  ...

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from three miles away
the unmistakable sounds~
of howlers chorus  

a slithering snake. 
crushing prey without mercy~
green anaconda  

small eyed black caiman
twenty foot alligator ...

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To hear the voice of God,
you need only listen.
He chuckles from fast brooks,
gurgling over the rocks.

He hums with humming birds,
and sings with pods of whales.
And...

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I'm glad to be a tree, but never a maple would I be
for in the months of Fall, my russet leaves would plea
for help when...

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Come sit with me lovey
I’m excited to see
The clouds dancing high
In the deep blue sea

We’ll make dandelion rings
And weave clover blossom
Make  bracelets of violets
Now...

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The sun is out
  The sky is blue
Hearts carved on a tree
  Spell Me and You

We stroll by the water
  Forget our...

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“Blue Sky Eye and The Hope Angels”



It came to be 
that many forgot
the messages imparted 

prior to arrival
instructions were encoded 
inside all our vessels 

we...

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I watch the rising sun of morning glow behind you
inviting my eyes to pause in soft amber light
which frames your beauty
warming my heart with a...

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