Somewhere in Russia
...Somewhere in Russia there’s a pond
Blotched with the duckweed spots
It seems a middle of beyond
Although it might be not
A frog was sitting on a leaf
And then it jumped away
Perhaps it sensed...
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Categories:
duckweed, 10th grade, dark, games,
Form: Rhyme
Meal Fit For a King
...Out in the field is a bed of chicory,
down along the ditch, wild hydrangeas grow.
Dandelions in the yard are quite tasty,
so is the duckweed by the side of the road.
Wild lettuce, lamb’s quarte...
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Categories:
duckweed, poetry,
Form: Rhyme
Ripples Across the Lake
...Ripples flow across the lake
A profusion of serpents swimming
Wriggling from shore to shore
Skimming stone takes four hops
causing rings to widen
Circles created by the hand of man
kerplunk, ...
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Categories:
duckweed, environment, nature,
Form: Free verse
Duckweed Crown
...~We used to stalk frogs together..
I'd tell her that in every pond
there was a frog king
who wears a duckweed crown..
Every time we spotted one
she'd whisper
"daddy is that the king
with the...
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Categories:
duckweed, childhood,
Form: Free verse
Dancing At Twilight
...The meadow's fragrance lingers
As twilight makes bold of its demand.
I deftly touch your fingers
Before reaching for your hand.
The fireflies are a twinklin'
With a dance of love and mad...
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Categories:
duckweed, longing, love, passion,
Form: Rhyme
Who Has Ever Survived His Death Since Antiquity
...Experiencing trials and hardships along the way,
For four years I’ve witnessed the truce in full play.
The nation’s at stake as the willow catkins in a gale,
My life is the drifting duckweed hit b...
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Categories:
duckweed, patriotic, philosophy,
Form: Rhyme
Villanelle: Those Whom the Gods Disdain Bloat Tough In Hubris
...Villanelle : Those whom the gods disdain bloat tough in hubris
Those whom the gods disdain bloat tough in hubris
Vesuvius sank isle strung duckweed in Mid-Sea
Tectonic plates clash Zeus’ curs...
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Categories:
duckweed, allegory, america, destiny, freedom,
Form: Villanelle
Pinnacle of Shakuntala Part 1 Abhigyan Shakuntalam the Sign of Shakuntala
...Vishwamitra was enraged
how he been duped
by Deity King Indra
felt ashamed of
lost all the virtue
gained through years
after penance and asceticism
distanced from mother so child
got back...
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Categories:
duckweed, beauty, child, crush, destiny,
Form: Epic
The Billabong
...There’s an old river course with beginning and end,
now the river runs straight without this river bend,
where the water is still and the reeds do grow strong.
New life has taken over in a billabo...
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Categories:
duckweed, nature,
Form: Rhyme
Once Upon a Rainbow
...The new tomatoes were
Little bumps
On the
Vine
Showing off to the
Universe
Before sundown
On the fourth of
July
Waiting for the
Celebration
To begin
Duckweed choked
The pond
Set back in the
Woods
...
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Categories:
duckweed, art, universe,
Form: Lyric
Villanelle:There Are More Poets Than There Are Poems
...Villanelle : There are more poets than there are poems
There are more poets than there are poems
Eveybody writes with some poets’ tongue
Do duckweed and mugwort breed well in loams
If only those...
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Categories:
duckweed, poems,
Form: Villanelle
The Pond
...
bright blue forget-me-nots
speckle lime green duckweed.
golden willow leaves
crisp against the black water.
the whisper of winter's breath
rises just beyond the cat-tails.
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Categories:
duckweed, nature,
Form: Light Verse
Tinkering Saga
...when we fall from our idle tongues
to the traveling tracks of virgin drums
and conclude our moist lips,
to the odorous of angelic bird-songs.
all to be our own little tinkering saga,
sailing ove...
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Categories:
duckweed, forgiveness, happiness, hope, imagination,
Form: Free verse
They Don'T Bite Like They Used To
...He sat there in his fav'rite chair, a blanket 'cross his lap
And covering his snow white hair was his old fishing cap.
I knew he could not talk to me since suffering the stroke,
But still I sen...
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Categories:
duckweed, father, nostalgia, social, dad,
Form: Rhyme