Long Esker Poems

Down the endless road I 
Walk.
The road of life or you 
May call it the road of 
Torment-but know I the 
Name.
Along I walk,the trees 
Whistling as I journey on 
With gentle breeze of the...

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Ancient and mysterious woodland  bear, 	

medieval tranquility and flair.		

Heaven sylvan scenery colour share,	

 massive sprays of bloom flowers scent the air. 	

 Twisty esker gravel ridge,  lie through their	

beautiful valleys, woods, and ...

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"Softly the scented zephyr playfully blew through sun-drenched dancing leaves filled with flattery for a moment." Quote by poet

Heaven sylvan charm the forest shares
As sprays of bloom scent the zephyr airs.
Esker gravel ridge, stretch out...

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