Mown Poems - Poems about Mown

What is your favourite smell? There's the smell of the sea, The freshly mown lea. The smell of fresh bread, And a new laundered bed. Summer rain is really good, And the smell in a wood. A cooking Sunday roast, And thickly buttered toast. Which is the smell that you like the most?...

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The morning breeze Brings the scent Of freshly mown grass, And a memory Of you. ...

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Afternoon Snowstorm in January David J Walker What else would I dream about in January When the chill is enough to kill All incentive And the north wind huffs its wicked breath In a cruel Laugh What else would I dream about except a certain day in a Far away June The 10 O’clock sun blazing its tune to The...

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Ah... already the summer approaches closing time, but yours truly can squeeze one more rhyme before September first, thus the following lines after... Brainstorming, concentrating panning... for poem idea shattered brew tilly by deafening seasonal greensward cutting crew contracted throughout summer to mow leaves of grass every Tuesday, which drew attention toward fragrant aroma seeping into nostrils of me - match hew, heavily negated true quiescence courtesy ear splitting soundcloud of...

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Brainstorming, concentrating panning... for poem idea shattered brew tilly by deafening seasonal greensward cutting crew contracted throughout summer to mow leaves of grass every Tuesday, which drew attention toward fragrant aroma seeping into nostrils of me - match hew, heavily negated true quiescence courtesy ear splitting soundcloud of driving mowers even moo ving bovines would clap cloven hooves over soft as lambs wool sensitive hearing micro corkscrew innards, viz their spade shaped audiological anatomical accouterments - cow...

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A warm summer day A new mown lawn The sun shines down A light breeze blows I’m feeling tired Just want to lay down On the green grass Sounds so good to me I look around Thinking of the world All of the people Just laying on a lawn Wouldn’t it be good We could all be at peace Just lay on the grass In a summer breeze...

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