Catkins Poems - Poems about Catkins

Weeping willow, why do your catkins caress the fields of sunflowers when they themselves are hallucinogenic dreams dancing in the secret wind? Why do your cold and rigid branches yearn for warmth when a smoldering fire burns within you, between your wooden ribs, embracing you with its hidden and fiery flames? Weeping willow, why do you let your branches...

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in rain-soaked wetlands pussy willow clusters bloom ~ furry catkins purr...

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You grow up by the river In the calm open youthful abode At the touch of the royal wind of spring You enhance the beauty of nature A couple of love is busy on your carpet In mysterious spiritual conversations The white herons fly with the kiss of white cloud, And by the gravity of your whiteness The poet docks in the boat...

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Night brings a wondrous display a mix and blended menagerie arrayed with colors, melodies and creatures unmatched by any hunter's imaginary superiority scratched. In my wildest dreams at the midnight hour comes the magical images of children's power, a cartoon reality that finds life so interesting with visions of all nature in peace co-mingling. The majestic trees germinate...

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Francine Roberts Contest Name *****willows or daffodils "pusywillows" do promote, your words and thoughts of note, keep at it mate you are doing well, as johnson says, and i here tell, keep casting a bloody spell, cos ya doing it so right, a poetry delight. thank you sashi prabhu "youthful furry catkins" Don...

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28/2/2012 Snow covered earth lies still on a cold and frosty February morn, Floating & frolicking in the breeze Sentiment of spring still unborn. Spring starved eyes dart across aestivating weeping willow trees, Watching for a portent, sign or an omen of youthful furry catkins that are nature’s guarantees. Lo! , behold and feast your eyes with the sight of...

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