Dell Poems - Poems about Dell

If a poem was a spell at wizard's dell. Would it say in a state of dual-singularity come to life 3D in bilingualarity "come walk with me"? Wallowing a dance a snake charmer flame. Timing light and spark plug engaged, your heart in...

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The voice of the flowers flowed along the greenery in the dell. One who heard their whispers was a pixie named young Nell. She understood their excitement, but the words she could not tell. For some secrets are best kept away from the fey, even in the dell....

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High up on the top of the slope Living alone, in solitude, and hope. He was all alone in the deep wooded dell Yellow birds tinged with black flying so well A small brook winded its way between the trees Butterflies flew on hedges on the breeze. On the sunny side of the ramp The soil was perfectly damp, The brambles thrived...

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there it is lighting up the forest candelabra redwood Photo: Active NorCal...

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The arid air and husky hot breath Gives a sickly feeling in the sandy stretch Of silvery lines between heaps and depth ; Vultures preying on the carrion wretch ; Endless journey through the unguiding desert, Choking dryness and frenzied mirages beyond - All devastate to break down and only hurt ; The scared soul excited, invokes the bond Between Divinity and itself...

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They mixed black paint in the Cobb and concrete mixture. The other batch contained a mixture of white paint and Shallac. When the mixed the mixture I wasn't thrilled, not knowing this was done to make me excited. After the mix had cured, they used handsaws to cut blocks of stone to create the wall. I marveled at the creation. I gasped with amazment looking At the beautiful...

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Oh golden dell Oh valley of lights swirling clouds and circles of night oh caress of hand ...and longing of id ego dropped as the satin gown did silken bedsheets I will drape upon your nakedness protect you from chill and all ...ill will your hand clutches my hair...cups my head...you kiss my tilted cheek I slide fingertips along the lines the brush...

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DELL THE FARMER Once lived a farmer named Dell Doohickey. Not hungry to learn, manners are sticky. Sorry he ain’t. Say please, he cain’t. He would eat his words if not so picky. 8/13/2017...

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Tell, Bill, Dell, Well!...

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Tetractys Oh Dell, what did you do with my poem? the one I wrote just last night. Where is it? Duh! Of course I saved it; I always save. I have looked everywhere; I can't think straight. Rats! I was so sleepy, it slipped my mind Hey, what is this... [Oh Dell, what did you do...] Look, that's it, auto saved. Smart-alec Dell lets me know what a dunderhead...

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securely hidden small secluded valley... morning awakens rainbows of color flowers glisten with fresh dew... animals abound fluffy clouds floating sunshine brings natural prizms... heaven, earth collide...

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It’s a wet place, where the words live, Where dreams rain, and they all give The words life. It’s a dry space, where the words die, It’s a rock-place, and it’s all dry From hot strife....

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If Dell made a computer back in 1941. If my daddy had one then why would we have made it in the shaded sun. WE could not then even exist because of television. Can you imagine if the parents of this hippy generation Knew that yahoo.com it did exist in time what this??? Could we have gotten any sleep and...

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Emerald green throughout the scene, I’m trapped within the stone, Every hue of aquamarine and bottle green The colours of things that grow. Dappled sunlight filters through, Light shafts that drift and float Highlighting the greens of every hue Picking out every dusty mote My carpet is of mossy grass soft Like a wave of soft green feathers In my little green hidden croft I sleep...

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The restlessness of dreams do wake stirring the mind of a child's forsake teeter-totter on the indigo plank try to remember but come up blank try to rekindle but come up blank hear the whisperings in the dell where it is hard for truth to tell what kind of monsters lurk out in that hell among the where the dead do dwell i try...

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