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Ironbar
He just appeared to me, like wispily curling 
Chimney smoke, 
One grim and early morning in the very midst of 
Decembers briefest days, on the highest slope,
Toiling through my daily round; where, slowly 
Driving up...

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Categories: hedgerows, nature, universe,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member Rural Pastrual Idle Feild And Meadow Warning!
In a foreign lush green sprawling land
A patchwork carpet stitched together
In shades of tawny browns yellows and green
Rugged rock forest and wind-swept moor
Is a awe-inspiring spectacle to be seen

In summer's adorned frock adorned bushes and...

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© Peter Dome  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: hedgerows, conflict, creation, environment, mother, war, world war
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Where Cardinals Fly
We crept down a meandering country road, gravel crackling underneath our tires. The countryside stretched before us like a great quilt of golden, brown, and green squares held together by the thick green stitching of...

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Categories: hedgerows, memory,
Form: Haibun
The Secret Lives of Chimney Pots Iv
Pied tidings of suburbian 
Magpies,
Squawking and squabbling,
Quarreling ferociously among 
Themselves - 
Rush to steal
From off the beleaguered bird 
tables,
To the annoyance of all concerned,
A much begrudged meal;
Before scurrying away into 
Unfrequented woodlands,
Marooned like islands in...

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Categories: hedgerows, philosophy,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Modern Ways Versa Olden Ways
First let us take our friend the horse
a noble creature who serves us well
supplying us with a source of good compost 
ferrying us here and there in fine style
pulling carts and carriages with aplume
carrying riders...

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Categories: hedgerows, car, horse, house,
Form: Epic



Premium Member Crossroads
CROSSROADS

Standing at the crossroads when I saw a signpost pointing to HellWhen curiosity befell me and, with an interest I so needed to quell
Looking over my shoulder to see if anyone might just be looking...

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Categories: hedgerows, meaningful, motivation, song, spiritual, uplifting,
Form: Couplet
My Old Walking Stick
There are no months as beautiful as early summer months wild flowers make the headlines,
Leaning heavy on my old worn hazel wood stick walking to a wooded meadow out of breath,
Clusters of Primrose and large...

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Categories: hedgerows, nature, beautiful, me, old, spring, tree, beautiful,
Form: Prose Poetry
Gifts For Elizabeth
New town, new job, strapped for cash. It was her birthday and this was all I could afford.
          
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Categories: hedgerows, romance,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Fairy Dance
Fairy Dance 

Where yet forbear spider hides, fairy chides 
Shall dare taunt and tiptoe on spider's web 
Silvery string hang and swing amides guides 
Slack-lining steps along until the ebb 

Shall dare taunt and tiptoe...

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© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: hedgerows, dance, fairy, fantasy,
Form: Pantoum
Joie De Vivre
Upon a whim arising on this sunny springtime morn
hearing birds perform their songs at the crack of dawn
my knapsack packed already with a tasty picnic lunch
bread with cheese and wine
oh such a scrumptious tasty brunch
so...

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Categories: hedgerows, beauty, flower, nature, uplifting,
Form: Rhyme
Paying the Piper the Great War
A fist clenched, face muscles flexed on pinched cheeks, huge sinews appeared on his neck,
The veins in his arms were like twisted lengths of blue rope and his eyes bulged in his anger,
His brother lay...

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Categories: hedgerows, war, brother, autumn, brother, day,
Form: Prose Poetry
The Vanishing Skylark
Today I heard an ancient song that took me by surprise,
A song that since creation had filled our country skies.
A song that has for centuries filled mans heart with joy,
A song that brought back memories...

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© Roy May  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: hedgerows, naturesong, sweet, me, song, sweet,
Form: I do not know?
Troubled
What did you do in the army daddy?
Did you fight in a war?
I’ve only seen a few pictures daddy,
please tell me some more.

I wore a scarlet tunic son,
and a bearskin with plume of white.
I guarded...

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© Robin Cain  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: hedgerows, anger, conflict, dedication, memory, military, veterans day,
Form: ABC
Bushes
Over ten worms then? In coats. Goggles? Flight then. Huge paper bees. Altitude 4 on curvatures rattling over the field,fauna and hedgerows. Boom boom boom beasts coming. Mooooving across the territory pulling dragging. When old...

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Categories: hedgerows, age, angst,
Form: I do not know?
Premium Member Spring Abecadarian
Azaleas with their vibrant jewelled colours mingle with
Begonias to bring beauty to my garden borders.
Calendula or Marigolds in glorious gold dazzle me like spring sunshine. 
Daffodils dance delightfully on a zephyr breeze whilst 
Exochorda macrantha...

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Categories: hedgerows, beautiful, nature, spring,
Form: Abecedarian
The Scythe's Ring Across the Fields
Sitting watching a June summer king establish his reign over hazy hills and dusty dales,
I could just hear a sharpened scythe's ring across green fields cutting away at the corn,
With the hustle and bustle of...

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Categories: hedgerows, nature, old, work, summer, autumn, green, june,
Form: Prose Poetry
Another Spring Poem
Scant animals with their glassy hoped-for eyes
draw near to my crumbling step.
I think they want to sing me something,
carol a Mozart aria perhaps,
but they cannot
so they lift furry eyebrows
shuffle as if to say, ‘we can’t,
but...

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Categories: hedgerows, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Bluebells and Buttercups
Where yet refrain spider hides, fairy chides 
Shall dare tease and tiptoe on spiders webs 
Silvery string hang and swing amides guides 
Slack-lining steps along until it ebbs 

Shall dare tease and tiptoe on spiders...

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© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: hedgerows, fantasy,
Form: Pantoum
Beggar's End
From back streets, alleys and hedgerows they came,
all sorts of people with children and dogs
filling the Chapel like a hall of fame;
the smell in the air had a whiff of bogs.

The best beggar in Worcester,...

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Categories: hedgerows, death, funeral, grave, religious,
Form: Quatrain
Spring
Spring
What does spring mean to me?
the shedding of winter’s coats.
Scarves and obnoxious hats
 Freedom, to breathe god’s air.
New life; new-born lambs gambolling along,
 nuzzle mums' milk
The smell of freshness from open windows 
 in the...

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Categories: hedgerows, appreciation, beauty, celebration,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Autumn Gold In Somerset Dialect
Dozy with Cider
The tavern was quiet but for old farmer John,
when the Kings rider strode in demanding a bed,
He ordered his ale and sat next to the old sage,
“Where be all the villagers?” he said.

Farmer...

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Categories: hedgerows, birth, culture, drink, england, fruit, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
Kudzoe
In the southern states, a mighty carpet is seen;
Fences, trees, and light poles, all covered with green.
Looks rather pretty, until you call to mind,
This all-concealing weed is the Kudzoe vine.
Brought from Japan several decades ago
(No...

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Categories: hedgerows, faithlife, sin,
Form: Rhyme
A Portly Pig Met a Two Inch Swan In a Wardrobe
A little forthright butternut fruit cake was sat on embroidered picnic rug. Basking in the sun whilst chatting to a jam pot. Beyond the knitted trees of custard lays the artichoke of buttered llamas. To...

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Categories: hedgerows, bangla, baptism, baseball, basketball,
Form: I do not know?
August and the Foxglove
August is mature with shining brown hair the colour of a ripe cornfield
Greying at the temples and his fringe he has clear eyes of deepest blue,
Deep smiling lines of crow’s feet on the sides of...

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Categories: hedgerows, nature, old, green, old,
Form: Prose Poetry
Premium Member Dullahan Rides
Walk with me in the dank moonlight
through the chill, rising, storm
so we can grasp the majesty
of Dullahan still born.

Without heads his horse and he ride
across the countryside
His head in hand they roam the land
none live...

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Categories: hedgerows, adventure, death, imagination, mystery, me,
Form: Ballad

Book: Reflection on the Important Things