Best Shrubby Poems

Now the twilight was gone 
As we arrived at little Utah inn.
At the edge of the vast prairie.

We rested well savouring the bliss
Of a quiet night away from the city.

Yet early in the morning we woke
To the sound of hooves pounding 
Of the dust covered...

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MY BEAUTY
Piece by piece
I will remove them
I will undo them now.
I will undress now
Like the stripper you wish me to be
I will throw them at you
Daring you to grab them
Measuring how vast your desire is
Seeing your indecision on whether
To hold the pieces
Or to touch my...

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I love to march along the Icknield way:
Bretton Heath, Brickklin Covert and Caistor;
Fring Cross, Sedgeford and Swaffham still hold sway.
The sea sings with Terns and Oystercatcher

As we descend to the cold distant shore.
The air is perfumed with sea lavender
And Norfolk’s rich and abundant secret store:
Shrubby...

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The banks of the stream are filled with rose hips,
a blossom with tiny delicate tips.
Shrubby, probably a rose of Sharon,
white blossoms fill the bushy bank thereon.

After cutting the lawn, I trim the brush,
culling weeds and vines away from the bush.
Yielding fragrant flowers and testy bees.
In...

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The gleaners undirt 
these profane candy morphs 

as they sift through the fields 
in springs and falls.

Apiaceous, mud beige
burrowed beasties, them

bow legged, cowboy pulps; 
others with flipped  birds

sprung up from their hairy
carrot fists, bronxing to the sun.

You would think they 
would be tough, those

mutter...

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shrubby hills 
to right
a world of ocean
to left 
cranking pedals
smooth my trail,

can't hear anything,

not even conscious. 
wind surfaces to the drum

pedals push
and push while the 
ocean rocks and rolls

blue is my serenity,
wind is my savior,
pedals are angelic...

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You Shine of the sun like delighting the senses,
Me the flowing water,beauty enhances.

You twinkling of the stars making darkness glittering,
Me the silent seacoast,waves do flirting.

You the sparking firefly making shrubby cage beautiful,
Me the attracted bug,scenario looks cheerfull.

You beauty of the horizon rising new hopes,
Me the...

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Achievements not mine
Grace to my rescue
To ensure fortitude doesn’t decline
But continues in every circumstance to give Christine and I the clue

To promote humility first and foremost
If we’re to get far
Performing better, our abilities to shine the most
In our heart, in our mind, in our car

Reflecting...

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Sweet heart my passion dear pumpkin
Sweeter than a cabbage you are my sweet corn
somewhat louder than the bourn
Deep into that darkness sprouting
Liken a flower blossoming
How they were shouting, touting - flouting
those the farmers and gardeners
They abloom allemandes abstracting
Ah, distinctly I was defoliating
Your stock, your stem...

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It's a big world, don't believe it
try driving through Texas on a hot August day
with the AC out and the windows down
nothing but road and space and a clear blue 
western Texas sky.
Unmerciful sun hammers down and it feels like
it is hitching a ride along...

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