Ferny Poems - Poems about Ferny

... Life can be a twisted journey Like walking a path all ferny. "Life" comes from poetic writing, Line sublime flows with no fighting, Live a poets......

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... “Autumn leaves don’t fall; they fly. They take their time and wander on this, their only chance to soar.” Quote by _Delia Owens Sa......

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...Let me tell you a story on a midnight journey, To a crematorium, through an undergrowth ferny; At my age between sixteen to seventeen, In nineteen seventy eight; with a dusky scene; A time, whe......

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... I am going on a jungle journey, and I plunge into a frightening world; hidden layers of foliage ferny. Gazing at me is a very strange bird, I am drenched in adventure and magic;......

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...Be it a tiny butterfly flutters near wild flowers Or big fat flying foxes hanging off the lofty trees Be it a family of bulbuls relishing showers Or a mischievous monkey devours fruits, smiling wi......

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... This Life From a child taught Catholic creed, drilled, drilled into me by school nuns; those teachings will never recede, but, since those days I have lived tons. Spirit......

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...Forth from the heaven, from the misty moorlands of all sacred woodland greens, drop by drop by striking the pebbles and untouched vegetations oozes, the intoning hallowed water of evergreen wo......

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...A single stride, like silence, from my mother's womb, Leads me through hills and valleys till I reach my tomb… Each step of my journey is an education; That, like a sculptor, shapes, sculpts my ......

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...Along the road called forestry, the silver ash weeps over me as I meander 'round the dell and glade. Pass scars of sand pits long disused, where gullies, washes speak ‘abused!’ Reclamation offers ......

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... Forlorn and lost, I hang my head like a dying flower; scars on my soul are mossed, I drown in dregs that devour. My journey has left my life garden so ......

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... since a child, I have been one with earth and green winding tendrils have captured my heart I would follow my father with innocent mirth (and) a love for nature has been mine from t......

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...COLOURS OF LIFE Umber is the colour of the ferny bracken heath Broken fronds dishevelled and unkempt Flaxen is the dry grass laid by wind in tousled sheaf Sanguine, woodland floor with leaves,......

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...Boulevard zooms by in palm prison blur Delerium fuels my top down journey Escape life at high speed, danger's incur Depicts regret like thick filed attorney Fumes turned flumes hit my lung sp......

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... Since a small child, I have been one with Earth, Green winding tendrils have captured my very heart; I would follow my father with innocent mirth, A love for nature and earth was my......

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...My deep roots, Oh, so precious my blood and roots, yesterdays shadows creep and cling; odd, I have the same attributes . . . The past lays icy hands to bring, me my foundat......

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