Hawthorn Poems - Poems about Hawthorn

On the edge of summer When cherry blossoms bloom They make sad faces smile Pink bewitching flower With power to beguile. On the edge of summer Green hedgerows growing spry Woodbine’s singular spell Sparks hawthorn harmony ''tis place where fairies dwell. On the edge of summer White brimstone butterfly Dog rose grows fancy-free Forget-me-knots flutter An early bee I see. On the edge of summer Hedgerow is a busy place Enthralled...

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A familiar scene to all who walk this lovely Spot, as into view close by the river path Comes something which is not The usual day-to-day. All who pass her pause, Then stop to gaze on Haguthorn's display, Beyond any season's best this year And many pose a selfy, or compose Admiring shots. Two neigbour...

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It peeks from behind the hawthorn with serenity it glows,   abundantly bright a radiant red staring   directly off to the sun   pristine it's pull calling out   a romantic prose   winds dance within this her rose stirring and stunning insurmountable seduction at hand   daylight bows to her   shadows tantalize...

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Somewhere Down Over South Hawthorn's Way That’s where we would always meet at the dark End of the street in the moon's shadow Teenagers sneakin' some kissin', some huggin' And some lovin' until the break of day and just A little bit more again until sunset tomorrow! As another summer night finds us on fire Entertaining the feeling of our souls new...

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BRIDAL DRESS FOR THE HAWTHORN TREE In the church garden fair, One glorious May day near the ides - Blossom on gown and hair Flowing, floating down her sides, Bosom and bouquet - the bride’s Glowing...

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THE HAWTHORN BRIDAL DRESS Gone the winter of empty arms , Her fresh face is radiant with charms. In the church garden fair, One glorious May day near the ides - Blossom ...

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to see hawthorn on the Summer hedges bluebirds on the ledges of the low lying sill near the old cotton mill bird song fills the air, chirping cheeping, caterpillars creeping., through the leaves of green glistening in the summer sun....

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A sparrow hawk alights- the chattering stops....

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