Hammocks Poems - Poems about Hammocks

... s h a p e me ~   with nautilus shells, shimmering like shifting shadows in sultry silence          across hermit shores  where the inked silhouette  of ......

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...I like hammocks. I like buzzing bees. Unseasonably warm days. Or maybe more like hours… In April, things get taken out. Then put away again. My favorite shorts. My favorite flowers. My ......

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...I've never checked whether other goths like hammocks Or previously even wondered about the correlation between goth, pirate and witch Birds are tweeting and building nests I've just emptied the ki......

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...A Beach Scene Ocean waves Ocean breezes Turquoise seas Ninety degrees Coconut trees High tides Swinging hammocks Sky Juice Pink Sand Tidal pools Sea Shells Conch Shells Sand castles Sw......

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...A patriotic bunting, hanging from a porch, black lines of a Model-T, back when we liked Ford, porcelain sign from the 30s, somehow ad and art, the fun and fear we got from tossing a lawn dart. Ri......

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...We don’t put away our boots and coats. Here in Michigan. Instead, we close our eyes and feel a soft presence. We jerk awake, in our hammocks. To a dream of cold snow. But it was just a dandelion......

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... All the long and lonely winter, hearts beckon with wishes for Spring. Chilled beneath a blanket of snow, deep dark and cold, echoes of a robin's warble and fleeting dreams of hazy mornings g......

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...Old beds reinvent themselves, as archived hammocks for the distilling of sweat and foam. Sprung mattress’ sag like spavined camels, or twist days and nights together into sheets stuffed with m......

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...Some days at sea are nothing but work. Heave out and trice up. The smoking lamp’s lit. All one can dream of are stable foundations, Roots in the soil, and walls made of stone. Some days at sea ......

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...Treehouses, yurts, airstream trailers Ticket to utopia Velvet curtains, kaftans, capes Come with me Ladders, fire station pole, slides Promises promises Cushions, hammocks, vesper breezes Fo......

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...Summer Sunshine Summer sunshine feels different from spring, Round – ripening and growing large – Laying still, sunbeams tickle leaves and sing - Seeing blueness across the sky enlarge. Summ......

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...A splendid sample of the Lord’s design, the days from June until September gleam. Sweet summertime, you’re still a friend of mine. The summers of my youth were like a dream. I lived......

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...The anchors I carry were a plethora of burdens I was never meant to carry always weighed down by my insecurities the snare of the fear of men the lust of my flesh the pride of my life and the......

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...Swallows flying high above me in the early morning sun Catching their breakfast feast Reading the signs that Autumn has come Steadying their wings for an African flight A true act of nature Sp......

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...There are simple pleasures in country things, Hayrides and harvesting in the epoch of fall. In the season when leaves fly with golden wings. Porches where folks strum on guitar strings, sharing......

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