Long Ragweed Poems

His Version of Garden of Hurt

Here I lie in this pit, this grave, that I have dug I guess you could say, this garden of regret that I have planted here, to remind me of...

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On the south-western side of the old mission school,
on the corner of 1st,  where the blackberries grew
a field claimed by children, was crosshatched with tracks
It was riddled by gophers and, nettled with foxtails
and youthful...

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Here I lie in your garden of hurt, surrounded by the bitter truth, that you have embedded into this dirt
The loving hands that used to tenderly brush the dirt away, now has no time to...

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At the closest point, Russia and the U.S.
Are less than two miles apart
If an altercation breaks out between them
Using bikes instead of tanks would be smart

Baby robins eat 14 feet of worms a day
Eeew! That's...

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At the closest point, Russia and the U.S.
Are less than two miles apart
If an altercation breaks out between them
Using bikes instead of tanks would be smart

Baby robins eat 14 feet of worms a day
Eeew! That's...

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At the closest point, Russia and the U.S.
Are less than two miles apart
If an altercation breaks out between them
Using bikes instead of tanks would be smart

Baby robins eat 14 feet of worms a day
Eeew! That's...

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From the memoirs
he smiled
laughing evil
might his cohorts
agree
an evil smile
upon his burlapped
face he opened
his eyes to see
he offered
Crabgrass and Brier wreaths
with ragweed pollen as gifts
I am the Scarecrow
With evil presence far
beyond the stories and myths
Gothic glory
I...

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I developed full blown flare up can’t breathe asthma at age 40, a fact.
Got tested and was told my triggers are Ragweed, pollen, oleander plants, perfume, latex and cat.
I had lived in a forest for...

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We did the right thing
Tried to stay well
We stayed at home 
At times it felt like a cell

Then a vaccine appeared
We felt set free
The devil worked his magic
And he danced with glee

As he changed the...

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So strong a stem, such well-formed flesh
your leafy limbs (though aged) still fresh
among the garden damsels posed
as if you're worthy of the rose! 
Your airy blossoms speak with ease
but reek of lustful potpourri;
a dogged, macho...

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It’s a blanket that
wraps 
the world within
It’s a hug from
Mother Nature
It’s a silken touch
upon one’s skin…
It’s a soft Summer
night!

It’s starry skies
and warm breezes
It’s hide and seek
and skinned up knees
It’s poison ivy and
Ragweed sneezes
It’s the whispers...

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Spring is reknowned for its return of things,
allergies from tree pollen and ragweed,
warmer weather, fields of heather that brings
sneezing and sniffling noses, so take heed.

River ice thaws, causing lowlands to flood,
wreaking havoc, worry, and does...

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A frothy mist shrouds the ground
A cool breeze drifts all around
A frosty chill doth surround
Solar rays no longer resound.

A plethora of colored foliage aboveground
A web of tangled, rotting roots underground
Chelones, Mums, and Golden Rod abound
In...

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3rd of November
Sleepy day
Ragweed and bitters
Time drips away
Spigot of rum
Rotten limes
In the sink
Missed you again
Newspaper flies
Obits and sports
Lay in the dirt
Dog barks next door
What the hell for?
Cigarettes and coke
Scattered like quail
Across the coffee table
TV is...

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a narrative with alliteration

Royal radio reviews the Rainbow Raffle Rally planned to raise rubles 
for the rugged racetrack recently recommended ‘round  Rybinsk Reservoir.

One rich ruler, who runs the Ragweed Railway resists with red-ribbon resolve....

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Water flowing quickly over the river bed
moss hangs tight to adjacent rocks
dragonflies flickering upon the ragweed  
leaves hanging low from the night’s storm.
owls searching for food in the dismal light
the forest provides shelter from...

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Ambrosia. Food of the gods.
Yummy huh? I can taste the salad with pineapple and coconut.
Ambrosial…. delicious, sweet smelling.
Makes me think of dark chocolate, and still wonderful.
Ambrosian chant….singing introduced by St. Ambrose, about 384.
But then there...

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A field full of lovely black-eyed susans
A patch of ground I must view from afar,
For my allergies flare at the intrusions
My sinuses start burning like fire.

My eyes erupt in uncontrollable tears,
The nasal passages completely plug...

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Ambrosia

Ambrosia fragrance emitted from flowers
Reveal intentions with presentation
Of intoxicating smells stimulating the sensory:
Ragweed genus, beautiful and romantic.

Pleasurable moments of imagination,
Express countenance in their acceptance
By extending forgiveness for irritation:
Colourful blooms with allergenic pollen.

Weigh in the sea...

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I saw several Johnny-Jump-Ups today
In the meadow they have come to play
Shouting to me as I pass them by,
The pollen is heavy, I’m starting to cry
This spring ailment cuts short my walk
When I get home,...

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Sumer is icumen in
a modern English translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

This is an update of an old classic for those of us who suffer with hay fever and other allergies ...

Sumer is icumen in
Lhude sing...

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