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Foliaged Poems - Poems about Foliaged


Premium Memberspring haiku 2025

...foliaged branches
spring’s hideaway dusk to dawn  ~
ballast of birdsong
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Categories: foliaged, bird, tree,
Form: Haiku

Angela Angelica

...~Come enjoy
                        .. a resplendent stroll in Angela Angelica ~..

      Foliaged-clad shrubs
               versatile petal kissed pathway
                         whispering a...
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Categories: foliaged, appreciation, art, beauty, flower,
Form: Free verse



Who Put Luebella Down the Wych Elm

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"Who Put Luebella down the Wych Elm?"

There are rumours
about me, some 
come seeking me
with their geiger counters
and ouji boards
with their heart 
shaped planchettes
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Categories: foliaged, muse, mystery,
Form: Narrative

One Last Autumnal Song

...The sun peeps today,
and the half-bare are foliaged like pole dancers.
Dot my frisky steps, the autumn is not dead
but giving alms to the sky.
Walk with me, but do not talk
I have to listen to w...
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Categories: foliaged, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberSymphony of October

...Summer haze drifts,
azure sky glistens daffodil time.
In nature’s festive month aglow
every leaf turns a flower, umber and yellow.

The rustle of fluttering hues,
foliaged tune of whisp...
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Categories: foliaged, autumn, october,
Form: Free verse



Memories On Branches

...Early March, warm sunshine entices out
Numerous hidden sprig formed new leaves
From tree bark's yielding grey/brown seeping grout
encrusted branches stirring overhead
A Springtime environment con...
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Categories: foliaged, seasons, tree,
Form: Rhyme

Homonym

...Don’t you agree with my ability
to loosen up on our times in no night ?
A river thing was flowing
through foliaged silence.

In deranged hour of the
neck tie, you throw up obscenity 
on road. What ? ...
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Categories: foliaged, art, night, night,
Form: ABC

Vietnam Wall

...The black wall reflected my white-washed skin 
and disheveled jacket, above the chattering din...
Loosly lopsided glasses hang limply on my face,
Cold, dark, black, they somehow seemed to fit this...
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Categories: foliaged, history, introspection, life, loss,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Reflection on the Important Things