Hazels Poems - Poems about Hazels

...OLUPONNA: MY LAND AND TERRAIN. Oh my mother land; wealthy in soil To my grip held so highten; not soiled So cultured and nurtured in legendary To a land whose worth is never lost in form Wi......

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...HAZELS in WINTER While Winter yet prevails scarce changing state With sun a slanted elevation gleam Across the land the trees in patience wait Their preparation moves in ways unseen Yet Haze......

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...I do believe that God made all things right. Let us rejoice for all is bright since God In kindness made this world in harmony. For look, is not the sea so full of food? ......

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...Art of falling atop roses, Bedroom scented with vanilla... Come Sweetheart! That’s for later, Dear! Romance me with terms of Endearment, sudden Fear of falling in love all over again. Gaiety of......

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...When I was small they had what was called a party line Eavesdropping was fun and games We would hear Mable and Hazel talking about Clark Gable who none of us knew We would sit for hours listeni......

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...Far from having a nascent thought that envelops my rabid self, Like inside of an accurate Swiss watch that had been given - A present to presidents and diplomats from the 70’s era, Memories in the......

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...Hazel Tree Sonnet My wild subconscious mind has given me And I would seek to know what it intends In dream, the seeming of a hazel tree Please talk to me of hazel trees, my friends I keened ......

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...It was dark Yet there stood light We found our way Into the night Covered in lace Yet skin all bare Struggling without care For that very gold The night whispered our names And then w......

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...Midnight Secrets* In the dark, I came alive ~tonight I found my way ~into the light Camouflage in lace, my skin glisten, Towards the wind, I listen! Skin of envy and gold, My limb......

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...Blue words cry, smearing bare paper walls. I am only this poem to share. Crimson lines ironed, too perfect, scratch romantic notions. Sorrows brew. Shus......

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...My earth, my mother! You wrapped your self In the vesture of selfless eyes I dub you it divine, In your comity letter To the green mountains And scars in the mug of the ocean I h......

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...HAZELS KITCHEN How many meals have we children eaten there? Although possible to count, it’s vaporized in thin air. Zilch is not the number and we don’t have a clue, Eating was foremost but m......

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...Seeing the spring flowers with colors so intense and alive, makes me praise their Creator even more; amazed and breathless, unable to find any imperfection in all that lies under the infinite sk......

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...I look into her hazel eyes and see everything that lies beneath. I see all her happiness and all her pain. The secrets that she shares only with me. Secrets that bring her both joy and sadness. ......

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