Brushy Poems - Poems about Brushy

...Most hyenas are not predictable but Squirrely was the weirdest of all So strange, he was thrown out of the pack when he was a cub He’s just so unusually and blatantly odd, said his sister, Maul Sq......

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...Stranded in bittercold without food or drink... Though the following twittering scenario quite absurd, methought diehard adherents of mine (intimation also quite far-fetched), some unnamed rea......

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...Staring onto the blanks of skin depths, I might as well fake for forsake. Bright eyed and brushy tailed, Hidden in the mask of despair. Abandoned quiets of youthfulness, juggling with lives apse......

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...II. Liesel spent months worrying about this, about dark minions and young souls that hurt, she even started fearing for herself for questioning the teachings of the church. She did not want to......

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...Stranded courtesy bittercold without food or drink Dire straits necessitated yours truly to bethink outside the box (literally outdoors of squarish structured nested dwelling), where blinding ......

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...The orient rays through the tree tops Illuminating the foliage,shades of green Sieving through the mist, hallowing land. My mind wakes to an soothing breeze Meadows crowned by myriad dews Glit......

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...blue death stalks Brushy Creek heron is back......

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...My fragrances have guided you to my colourful winter gardenia A cobbled pathway will walk you to a vanilla mushroom house Atop with a fireman's helmet of red riding hood flower wine Bee loved su......

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...Majestic blue mountain tops with their head's high above it all. Hundreds of brilliantly, bright yellow maples that are aligned at the foot of the blue hue mountains, standing tall. Golden hay......

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... Of White and Gold Heady day........Soft....... buzzingly warm. Cool, yet gentle breezes, kiss the rippling, verdant leaves of ancient Oaks and Elm......

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... A Wolf’s Paradise A place, where once the wolves of time, shook off their godly shields, To come to Earth eternally, where only seasons yield. They fashioned then, a godly place, of......

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...Brown, whiskey brushy tail who jumps from the roof top to the tree just as easy as can be. Round and round mister squirrel goes onto the tree trunk. Not a worry or care has he. He sits ......

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...The Aged Man Authored by Chuck Keys There is a sadness inside of him, Draped by layers of heartaches and disappointments, Insulated with his long beard, thickly wh......

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...IT HUNG IN THE SMOKEHOUSE FOR YEARS ON END, JUST AN OLD BLACK COAT THAT NO ONE WOULD MEND. THE LAST ONE TO WEAR IT WORE IT IN DEATH, HE HAD IT ON WHEN HE BREATHED HIS LAST BREATH. MY MEMORIES OF ......

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...city limits;on 2nd street and elizabeth avenue,near a tire shop,and its where billy the kid the out law lived and died;as brushy bill,so sad,yet here stood by those very same street names in real......

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