Burdock Poems - Poems about Burdock

...I have the rhythm of a winding road how do I consign myself to being confined rows of poplar pillars prop the rendezvous canopy beneath we meet —I self-cajole on ooh-la-la afternoon yellow ey......

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...Enjoy a lively walk among stinging nettles in spring. Skip along and listen to your heart sing. Dash through fields of dandelions in summer, Feel the vibrant energy of the finest gossamer. ......

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...When I was a child, I had a tomcat that loved sleeping in my bed, and a dog that lived outside and barked at night when demons would come. I wore sneakers, shorts, and a green hat made from ......

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...Strangeness Seeing the play of the book I hadn't read Ocean at the End of the Lane I've read no Neil Gaiman (though when I was 19 my then boyfriend went to a book signing and said I'd bought the......

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...I love having pointless conversations Pointless and boring to the wrong ears But a captivating landscape of possibility to the right ones Me and my friends talked about a clock on a stick for abou......

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...Draft I bought you a sun hat Taught you to make daisy chains in the sun A thing you'd taught me But the knowledge had gone You asked about my work As you didn't recall If the place that I ......

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...Blow-ball and Cankerwort, words born from a common tongue.? Lions tooth, ? Priests Crown, ? Moles Salad and piss-a-bed.? ? English is most practical ? when it is rustic and colloquial. ‘Swi......

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...New life will come in Spring Nature always wins He can fake anything She holds on to life in Winter Let's go in Summer Who would be interested In such a meaningless thing.......

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...Blowball and cankerwort, words born from a common tongue. English is most practical when it is rustic and colloquial. Lions tooth, priests crown, moles salad and pee-a-bed. ‘Swine snout’ snor......

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...Pocket Money. . Pocket money Was a way of shutting us pesky kids up At least for the rest of the week If Mum and Dad Had the luck . Fifty pence Was quickly spent Out of one hand into anothe......

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...Deep in a silva of the Emerald Isle there hides a peculiar coppice, Shaped in a spiral labyrinth which is seen only on the summer solstice. As the sun rises to its highest of tides and the day o......

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...THE PRINCESS AND THE SWAN As the storm raged, there were several knocks on the door, She stood the completely drenched, from her head down to the floor. This stunning princess was looking for so......

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...Mabel Vera Cone 1893-1911 No one knew I existed. No one knew I died. No one, not even my family, Knew I lived in the back, Out back, way behind the small white house On shady Can......

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...Oh, Burdock! Let me see spring's fuchsia Against sapphire skies touched with clouds bistre Let ivory raindrops flow from clouds lackluster To nurture emerald hallelujahs Let thy fuchsia sl......

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...The old faith healer carefully got things ready. She had spring water collected from the source that had been taken at the night of the new moon. Some special herbs also gathered by moonlight. ......

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