Spring Imagism Poems

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                 the heavy night's
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The farmhouse sits at the end of the gravel driveway
The red curtains wave in the open window,
Moving perfectly with the late spring breeze
The trees surround...

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When I gasp for the last of breath
And take tentative steps to death,
Way-lost, unsure wither to go, 
Baffled, fallen short of your faith,
  ...

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I entered the world of sleep,
Where creations danced on waves.
Cliffs loomed vast and deep,
Their mystery stirred the brave.

The rhythmic ocean’s motion,
And the world’s life-laden view,
Revealed...

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"Vision newly sprung  with it’s  calm, and tranquil weave of seductive fragrance and sound,  flirting with heart and mind."   Quote...

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"Autumn knows a mother's heart. 
 It gives and then lets go."~ Angie Weiland-Crosby

How proudly she stood, surmounting the tallest hill,
a blazing maple tree whose...

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The trees grows tomorrows leaves
it's yesterday and Spring was here
it waited for the Summers Eve
and Autumn's spread of gourd ease
and winter's rest on Christmas gifts
a...

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Written: January 23, 2024
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Behold tinsel atop...

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Like autumn leaves tossed by the wind,
Memories of you spring up
from the concrete corners of my mind.

The brilliant colors surprise me
and I smile at things...

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Flawless, blue skies
A puffy white cloud whispers across, sky
A mountain frame melts into the horizon

Sun shining thru abyss, forest
Yielding an enchanting gleam of light

A delicious...

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(A Palindrome)

New changes beginning through seasons circling nature circling seasons through beginning changes new. 

Wintery winds with snow cold and icy and cold snow with...

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In the infancy of spring,
An apple orchard raid.
The trees are bearing blossoms,
Teeming with fruit;
Some ripe ones on the ground.
The gang, excited and well-prepared.
Jimmy is up...

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Smile, O spring, smile, upon crimson arc of morning
Grinning through willows filtering golden sunbeams,
Sparkling from eyes of dew, glinting realms pristine,
Reveling through prairies, giggling tenor...

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Concepts From The Thoughts Of The Old Beggar

And well it seems
That your horse rides well
In this sad world with me

In the flicker of a light,
In...

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watering can full of fresh spring water
multicolored chickadee with a pretty song
spider keeping out of reach 
bright yellow daffodils with ruffled necks 
a fluffy eager...

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