Rose Lay Poems

I ought to lie on the lawn and rest my head. 
I feel revitalized as the cold breeze spread.
Watch for wildlife, but follow your nose.
Relish...

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Four cats mew within; heed their voice,
although in truth, it is our choice.
The first resonates with God's love,
that head and heart be hand in glove,
enabling...

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Passion of his heart, beating fast.
That one true soul, he longs to know.
Those tempting smiles, to be outcast.
He’s found the one, his seed to sow.

Her...

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Flies and bees joyously flutter,
Breeze in rose-ears secrets mutter;
Chilly winter melts in sharp sun,
Gloomy scenes before brightness shun;
Birds and beasts vibrancy unveil,
Reptiles hibernating start sail;
At...

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Fallen frost its dew point laden
Holds the rose as a fair maiden
Briskly touching her petals spice
Forging magic in dewdrops ice
Paused unwrapping her coat open
Her pageant...

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ON NOVEMBER
          
      Smoggy foggy November Sky:
    ...

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November Rolls

(Matching Rhyming Scheme of aabbcc per stanza...)

(a) Cascading steps my day will start,
(a) pictures abound parades by heart,
(b) sprung to brightness startle on course,
(b)...

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To a park of blooms graced with charm,
Dancing butterflies came in swarm,
Whose flight seemed synchronized in grace,
In every hue they waltzed in space!

Then as one...

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My brand new sleek automobile,
My dewy rose with scent appeal,
Sparkling rubies, beauty's ideal,
Cherries and cream after a meal.

Sunset skies of the lazy days,
Valentine heart, during...

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The moon rose quick to kiss the east

          And blushed its cheeks in rosy rhyme

 ...

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On yearning wings of dream I fly
on cloud nine to your fold, my sky.

My heart unfurls petals of rose
where I feel your dew face repose.

Even...

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is love to be a wilted rose
to fade beneath the winter snows

to pierce itself with its own thorn
its beauty hide in death to mourn

i watch...

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His days were hard, his nights were long
The Psalmist woke, six hours 'fore dawn
Awakened by a breeze so slight
His chamber still bereft of light
Some scoff...

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A FAIRY TALE
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It is time to tell my fairy tale,

I swear I’ve not been on the ale.

Lend me your ears, hear me out,

a fairy left...

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on my palm
                      ...

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