Best Right On The Nose Poems

My son and his family drove down from the big city,
out to the countryside with open fields and steams.
They brought their standard golden poodle along, 
a curly-haired fellow, name of Timmy.
Timmy had never seen a cat;
not even a mole or a furry rat.
Visiting country kin,...

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                   Snow-white blood runs through 
the branches to be activated 
by the Sun's synthesea.
White Oaks in burn of bled-wood,
to turn to the Parapet blossom of infancy,
Peaking curious...

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              In a place where the fog pillows 
     a dreamscape of the hidden en trance wallows its hallows.
To swallow re view of, the mind 
and the billows,...

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