Fencerow Poems - Poems about Fencerow

...Mid-day darkness crept across the browning meadow Autumn sought a place to practice her ritual perfidy, Menacing as an evil spirit she hovered like a shadow Transformed the green, pluc......

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...An August sun shines on the meadow, The goldenrod voicing their approval, Waving their tall flags of flaxen yellow Always profuse in bloom, never frugal, Or shy in making themselves k......

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...I ambled along near fencerow newly built Running my fingers through the tall daylilies, Each trumpeting bloom at the top of a lanky stilt Bringing back memories of mountain hillbillies......

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...I walked through the meadow this afternoon To enjoy this spring’s bloodroot growing wild Short-lived blooms soon disappearing among The taller stalks of milkweed and columbine. I mask......

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...Let me tell you a story about a dog named Sam Sam was a basset hound of most dubious origins He had a huge ugly wart on his back, not so glam, A neighborhood dog, at supper he went abo......

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