Maidenhair Poems - Poems about Maidenhair

...Groundhog day 2024 or Forty one days since 2023 Winter Solstice Rather than be a day late and dollar short, I opted to post poem acknowledging the second of February, where eponymous ground......Read the rest...

... the word barren means rocky land a perfect name for a vast limestone area in the The Barrens of Ireland it is a desolate place with few trees except for the Ha......Read the rest...

...February second - requires one with acute hearing to cock, and ear turnips tickling the nose nostrils delicate hairs (instagram ideal outlook) subtly, markedly, lively..., yet gently flair soon ......Read the rest...

...Along the road called forestry, the silver ash weeps over me as I meander 'round the dell and glade. Pass scars of sand pits long disused, where gullies, washes speak ‘abused!’ Reclamation offers ......Read the rest...

...On moss covered log I sit to rest; a yellow robin shows no fear, there's continual rippling water, a ground thrush feeding near. Maidenhair droops down the weathered bank; a currawong mournfully cr......Read the rest...

...A walking track through the forest, shrouded by giants, providing shade, with broken boughs, leaf litter and life, and a cool mountain stream in a glade. This stranger can only see beauty, whe......Read the rest...

...Trusted (non Trumpeting) Flora And Fauna Emerge Out... Of Hibernation To Rejoice Arrival Of Spring 2019 Accordingly, other than meteorologists plenti schooled ascertaining onset of temperate ai......Read the rest...

...Far Away, Far Away Children when you dream at night you may see an awesome sight! Magic fairies in the dew near trilliums of snow white hue. You must search within your dreams by the light of mi......Read the rest...

...So azure the early September's sky, mirrors outshined, away sapphires shy. Up to thin air melts dog days' trace, down to soil sinks continual cicadas' squeal. randomly dozens of dragonflies dar......Read the rest...

...When I would no longer fathom the fall Nor listen to the veery's soulful call, When I would not see blossoms spread their fare Alongside grass lichens and maidenhair; When in lasting peace an......Read the rest...

...Like a drug of dependence, this will keep me coming back out along the Sardine Creek, walking on a wombat track. I should know every cranny and hurdle in the way, But secrets of the bush keep aris......Read the rest...

...Enter beside the hollow log mailbox. Here the road leads through a profusion of leafy damp shadows. Wild ferns are the underbrush where Fairy Wrens flit from the slightest presence. This driveway......Read the rest...

...Grandma was German raised to value beauty, her art found in nature the flowers and the trees. Grandpa, a Wentworth, from an English family whose Great Grand sailed the Mayflower, across the sea. In......Read the rest...

..."To hold as 'twere, the mirror up to nature. " William Shakespeare," Hamlet 1601." Long ago another planted you, My cherished Ginkgo tree. She tamped you in so carefully And bequeathed you ......Read the rest...

...I would love to swim to the 'Guilamine' in the skin Or dance on a carpet of sheer pleasure I might like an ice-cream cone on the way Topped with pink and golden treasure. I would enjoy a drink ma......Read the rest...