Blotching Poems - Poems about Blotching

...Red Red - the colour of birth, Of the crimson cloak Shrouding the joyous mirth, And of the fragile feet Untouched by this sordid earth. Red -The colour of romance, Of ruby roses and p......

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...there is a strange list to there wet ranger of clouds stroking our fields; heavy pheasants were high in ther wind, high over currernt shrubs, unknown grain Old trees moan like a boat, were a......

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...In the woods no right of way, no right to live, no right to play. I travel quickly, as dusk is beginning. Woods are thick, on this day. Wood tick and spider heaven, I walk gingerly, on wet old leav......

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...Across the sky the Sun could see The Moon approach, with nervous glee A longtime coming, an empirical fact Ninety-Nine years to be exact The Sun stood ready, her corona ablaze Moments away fro......

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...Choices The hands of the clock run marathons, fearlessly ......

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...There’s a light in your eyes… (3) There’s a shimmering light I’m gazing dreamily at your sparkling eyes I can taste a smile creeping in…it’s such a surprise I’m staring longingly at your glistening ......

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...What's the matter Mother World, why are you in such a topsy-turvy swirl? Has Man again upset you so much? Why is it that your face has lost it's once flourishing green color and your skin now blotc......

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...I’m in the position of a responsible orphan I’m left with no plan…abandoned I turn aside from being caught up in denial, though I’m stumbling upon affliction and bafflement, entangling me in its web ......

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...Intent winds disturb the slumber Of the Yew trees; trimmed or humble, Watching at the guard posts of the Barricaded house. Slate grey clouds above far meadows Skulls with antlers cast great sh......

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