Best Thyme Poems

Staring in the mirror when I'm down with these scissors I found. 
With my wrists out and prescription lids littered around. 
I've scribbled out a bitter letter in wicked accounts and written down twisted sentences in crimson. 
I drown in no bounds it got me...

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A little bee flew across the sea, to see what he could be
He herd a giraffe with a throaty laugh : still continued on his weigh
This pour we bee had too pee  so he stopped on a Specific Ocean Eyelid
It took him severed ours...

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Hand Grown In Thyme.

On Brummie Sea and Burnley oak,
In bearded wood and clove
I hidey in this Mutton cloth
That strangles like a choke.

Lampooned upon this Ferris wheel,
A chuckle for a hoot.
I swung with empty boxing glove
And knocked a joke aboot.

I thank you from my Uncles chin
And...

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the scent of wild thyme

wafts temptingly through the air

I follow the bees


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Rosemary didn't want to be next to Thyme

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As the mountain sniff the thyme  
The valley the basil, 
The forests the trees and swamps.
 
As the waves launched their rein and foam, 
And the chest of the sea open to his  sensualism and obscenity 
As the knower's wisdom roar in the...

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Remission

  The living  soft  redwoods rose up into the furthest skies
  Rough dark brown and grey pines stood like warriors nearby 

  The roads are always wrapped in blue and gray mist
  as large lumbering trucks and black Suvs...

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Thrill touching teach
Heap healthy hitch
Yell yielding yes
Mind moulds mess
Empty ends each


Trust treasures truth
Hurl hounding hoofs
Youth yielding yore
Maze motions more
Etch earns explore


Time travel trip
Hoist heavy heaps
Yield yonder yeast
Meet myriad mist
Enjoy each ease


Text timely tome
Hidden hope homes
Your youth yielding
Move marks meeting
Etch end etchings


Leon Enriquez
11 Apr 2014
Singapore


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As a strawberry sun rises
Changing clouds to cobalt
The coolness of the morn delights
Before the sun's assault

Thyme was in the herb garden
Before the sun arose
He brushed against Rosemary
Came away morose

The sun changed to clear radiance
Illumination bright
White clouds now are wispy fanbrushed
So still no kite takes flight

A...

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Once a pong of thyme
Adrift upon a gentle breeze
It’s herbal scents did find me
And it brought me to my knees

For once a pong of thyme
Inhaled by pauper or by king
Has that man an allergy
Then wheezing it shall bring

Though once a pong of thyme
Did test my...

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A little bee flew across the sea, to see what he could be
He herd a giraffe with a throaty laugh : still continued on his weigh
This pour we bee had too pee  so he stopped on a Specific Ocean Eyelid
It took him severed ours...

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A
time to
sit or weed...

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How I crave the warmth and cool
Hop in a puddle, then a pool
Sit on a throne, then a stool
How I wish I can go to school
Half of me broke off, and has gone away
My life stays an unmolded piece of clay
I want to hop around...

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as I walk
through the
desert of time
my thirst
is immersed
in intolerable
pain dare I
withstand
a reach
for tomorrow
and whose
in command

a life in time
and dare I 
say grand
it beats its
reception 
and falls
to what's
planned...

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 Doing a rhyme..
is like mixing pepper, curry and thyme..
and it comes out fine..

the smell is sublime..
its just like fine wine..
a blend of many a kind..

if done at the right time..
with the right mind..
will definitely be worth someones while..
perhaps, bring them a smile..

afterall what is...

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