Crowfoot Poems - Poems about Crowfoot

...Quote :“The darkness of death is like the evening twilight; it makes all objects appear more lovely to the dying.” Jean Paul “What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the b......

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...willows in symmetry ripples in crowfoot swan goes with the flow......

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...Dragonfly lands atop the stick that stands in gently flowing stream. Bubble trains and dried leaf boats blow and briefly strand before they slip between the stepping stones then skip beyond, wher......

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...Twilight Flight by Monty Wright What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs ac......

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...You came in a beat up old blue Landie with tales of sleeping giants on your lips. It was your first night in the cottage when the Wye was skipping over stones, dividing the spiked water m......

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...Walking ancient pathways on high chalk ridges, Climbing steep sided valleys; sheep cropped slopes Over rolling hills where the Red Kite fly And Chalk Blue butterfly flit in sun warmed air. Settle......

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...River Life Between ancient rolling chalk hills the age old river flows Where orange and blue cloaked Kingfisher over chalk stream feeds. Water Voles hunt and the family of an ......

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...-The Tree of Life- Featuring: Casarah Nance ~~I am beautiful on the inside you will see~~ ~But really I am scarcely a tree in the woods.~ Beauty found a tree that sits and does not utt......

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...On a beautiful June morning very early we made our way down to the fields, The men had scythes to ring in all the bustle for the annual hay harvests, We were a merry bunch and we stripped down to the......

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...Sitting watching a June summer king establish his reign over hazy hills and dusty dales, I could just hear a sharpened scythe's ring across green fields cutting away at the corn, With the hustle and ......

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