Chickweed Poems - Poems about Chickweed

...The weeds have sheathed the garden from its care as more nails than wood appear of a house lacking adjectives. A sun liberated from scathing entrapment amongst an overburdened forest whose boughs are......

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... The chittering Crickets were hidden deep, ‘neath fairytale canopy of Dead Nettle & Chickweed, There the Bee hums over their tiny forest, a dancer of Meadow’s flower, Grace between Comfre......

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...Pu Erh tea = shrinks fat cells & help promote weight loss (mornings) low-caffeine * white tea = blocks fat absorption & increases metabolism and boosts slimming (lunch time) Caffeine ......

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...When did grass become a religion? The perfect green, weed-free lawn The goal of every homeowner? Whole companies now exist solely To maintain this suburban vision With “lawn control” fertilizers......

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...On a lovely Sunday morning now that winters turned to spring, I sit at my kitchen table listening to the blackbirds sing. Warmth filters through my window from the rays of morning sun, so while I ......

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... Growing weeds are any gardener's abomination. My lawn mower appears to want to stay in hibernation. I can't seem to get the old motor to run. This is frustrating, and making me come undo......

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...The Heat, and not the sports team Has come here for a while It's enough to set some records And to kill the farmers smiles Humidity and high temperatures Add to make our life like hell It's d......

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...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ walk down a spring woodland glade, wildflowers early spring, old buddies, dandelions, where fairies hide from early spring showers. snowdrops, daffod......

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...Birdman Bold Dewi Jones would leave his home first thing every morning, and trot him down to Towy Wood just as day was dawning, and there he filled his Tesco bag, fiv......

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...Torn and tattered leaning in disrepair up on tiptoes little eyes want to know lost with flying forms of trepidation hiding memories one cant let go Hand painted soldiers with drips of white on......

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...Poet: Ken Jordan Poem: Work Songs Edited by: Sparkle Jordan written: February/2014 O'l  black man, and black woman, Straighten up yo back - Pull some Chickweed, to heal the we......

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...Dockworkers on strike, the ocean gray and choppy. Wind whips the rigging of a sailing ship with its weathered hag – figurehead once lovely in a gentler age. What Time weaves of us. A line f......

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...Chickweed and groundsel fuul of flower- nture's promise saves the hour.......

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