Long Sweet william Poems

With these lines I’ll relate an intriguing tale of dubious accuracy
For I Hope to unveil sordid affairs of more than one conspiracy!
Be warned, that though you might be disturbed by the facts I relate?
They are...

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A hank of damp hair hangs limply on her forehead.  With the back of a work reddened hand she brushes it from her face.  From the galvanized tub before her, she withdraws a...

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Hedwig


Her house, a memory lane of sacred spaces:
the cobwebbed attic travel trunks, 
high heeled shoes, pink taffeta gowns, 
skirts that open into spinning parasols, 
cool musty wine cellars lined with dusty bulbs 
and oak barrels,...

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My garden is an art of splendour,
I behold her with all my gaiety,
A garden of flowers and hope blossoming alike,
With all its beauty.
 
The buds splutter, 
The mystic mystery unfolds with its glory, 
Giving way...

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I have found the treasure
that lies at the Rainbow's end;
surrounded by Sweet William, for-get-me knots,
and crimson shades of velvet rose.

Near the cottage of old where I was young,
the quaint charm of the English garden.
Where time...

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( I DREMPT OF YOU )
                             ...

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As the garden grows…


This one is For Sythia  
       Rose may not agree  
She’s the one who seems to think
       ...

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The Wedding of the Flowers

Sweet-William was a bachelor
Who lived a lonely life
He thought he would go a-courting
To hunt himself a wife.

So he called on BlackEyed Susan,
 - In her humble little cot -
He whispered, "You're...

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On this spring day- the sky is azure blue,
the creeping pink Phlox wants to cascade down;
pretty striped Sweet William seek to spread too,
in my Zen garden there is not a frown !

My herbs Rosemary...

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Azaleas putting on spring frocks,
Bluebells holding up their heads.
Columbine blooming 'neath the sun,
Daffodils springing from their beds.

Everlasting's new in spring,
Fig Marigolds gaily attired.
Goat's Rue coming through the soil,
Hyacinths keeping us inspired.

Iris, most beautiful of all,
Jasmine...

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He sits poised with head down
then springs forward to attack
The rug becomes littered with
tiny tufts of white, gray and black
as fur flies.

They roll around in a tangle
kicking each other in the head
She’s older and more...

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"Sweet" applies to all five senses!
At least, I think it might!
Like new-born babies and puppies,
are pleasing to our "sight".

"Sweet" Talk and "Sweet" Mellow Music,
are pleasant to our "ear"!
"Sweet" Corn and "Sweet" Potatoes,
tempt our "taste" buds,...

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PRUNING THE ROSES

Prune Roses here, Prune Roses there,
Dancing in my garden,
With Sweet William and Fred Astaire.

Wallflower there, Gardenia over here,
My Fuchsia’s looking bright,
I’m going to retire this year.

Working on the Rockery,
and making it a Dahlia...

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Do you not hear my heart,
see my face in shadows,
that long for your touch,
along the way.

Where are those words spoken,
that touch my soul,
quench my thirst,
for your attentions and worth?

Have you not felt my breath,
heard my...

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Sweet William

There once was a man, smelt like a trash can
‘Til came the day the dreadful fray began 
Wife said she would leave
And find a new squeeze
Who smelt as delightful as Sweet William.

The man said...

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