Cornstalk Poems - Poems about Cornstalk

...Hope and belief occupy the same saucer Positive vibes released social enjoyment My childhood years reared with laughter Learning with parents was a commitment We were young and living happily ......

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...Thus, we harken to its windblown plea Its whisperings of revelry Of cornucopian delight As pumpkins gather in a crowd Soft music plays a bit too loud Masked children dance into the night ......

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...An Autumn rain teases the roses Splashes within cupped petals Challenges the lone bumble bee To pollinate the late bloomers Chipmunks grapple with wet acorns Leaf armadas ride the rapids A lo......

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...cornstalk tambourins a shivering of scarecrows …moonlight in the wind 12/6/2022......

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...The patrons moved by her angelic harp, never knowing her endless suffering... FALLING her silver harp plinks and plucks her mind dull with angel hair ......

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... Born in the Goshen ghetto, bound by an Ashkenaz forged umbilical chain Beloved mother was Jim Crow lynch poor, adored father was the Uncle Sam same Third-generation slaves, pauper fre......

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...PERENNIAL LIFE OF LOVER’S LILY O calla lily so vernal and briefly tall, Rhizomic with graceful long leaf drift. Eyes pleasure of a lover’s unending gift, In pomp and splendor rain d......

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...MUM EXPLAINS GRASSHOPPER FOREBEARS Your daddy? Well, he had no money , Was skinny and boney, but just gorgeous, Honey, A real grasshopper’s grasshopper. Spent his days, unafraid to come a cropper,......

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...Summer Memories Summer Realities This, the first day of summer, two thousand and two, finds me, slipping back into what once was my desire, my need, my reality. This step back into, and into ti......

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...I will dread October's spell It only comes but once a year I, my friends, have tales to tell Thus, my family, makes me fear!! Pumpkins, lanterns, cornstalk vases Grace our porch with happy fac......

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...Written by Gail DeBole My laughing paintbrush Amuses the canvas with Many mornings and tickles Two half-polished pumpkins. Cobwebs of cornstalk Casually poise on the Pumpkins and branch into The ai......

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...Sitting uncomfortably on my kitchen chair, waiting for the doorbell to ring, I think back to past Halloweens, underlying feelings - this uneasiness thing. Do these feelings stem from my childhood or ......

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...Toyous melody of childhood memories Board in tune becomes a high wire trapeze Two cans and a string acoustic phonology ......

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