Nature Englyn Poems

Embrace the break of this day 
That occurs without delay 
With a beautiful display....

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The blue tide is on the turn, 
Making not the fishes burn, 
As the high and low they learn....

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The sun is about to end 
The chill of the blowing wind, 
Getting ready to ascend....

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The start of the wet season
Simply hides the bright beacon,
As the nature has reason....

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The sound of the pouring rain
Creates voices that explain
Why water lets greenfield gain....

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A dawn makes a promise new
love songs, sing the chirping birds
soft aurora opens morn door
wet soft grass blades stick on shoe.

Fine lazy day,  why...

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Waterlilies brighten black
ripples, reeds, and rocks below.
An even flow, bane and blight
recedes to bare raven’s bones.

A grave of darkness blanches
In austere light on bloodless
banks, but...

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FLOWERY FOOLS

I totally take gardenias for granted
As do I the petulant petunias someone planted
I neither bless nor bow to any bouquet
Nor any overused flowery cliché
I...

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