Places Pastoral Poems

“There is a mine for silver    
and a place where gold is refined.
             ...

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Hands of the piety
Phalanges of work and charity
Driven to spearhead not stoop
Enliven and share not droop

Fingers we dip on stoupe
Churches of the holy in troop
Our...

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Have seen an utopian lane, amidst the thicket, latent In the abode of the clouds, in the lap of  the tranquil wilderness, far far...

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Granite outcroppings sparkle like gems
Leading the eye to a neatly-hidden village
In the shadow of distant purple mountains,
And beyond to higher peaks snow-capped.
Over all the pastoral...

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Tall oak trees with shawls of Spanish moss
Tower over palmettos scorched and brown,
The rain drenches quickly from clouds
Heavy to pass on through the rising mists,
As...

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buttercup daisy 
   &
 cowslip

swaying pelts 
   of grasses 
bask in Spring 

purple vetch
      ribwort plaintain
lush...

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Young one,
Enjoy your youth
Be happy while you are still young
Do what you want to do
 And follow your heart’s desire
But remember the LORD 
Is going...

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Let Me Share the Winds Flight Today

Let me share the winds flight today
Moving to and fro knowing no boundaries
Lifting the fall leaves in a beautiful...

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For Roseto Valfortore

Thousands of miles in silver rain
Brushing over your colors again.
Each stop still knows I’ve seen
So many lives your hues change.
Dragons blood runs on...

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Opportunity twist and twirl in a dance,
Blank shadows mimicking each movement,
Giving the moment an elusive chance
To embrace the renaissance for fulfillment.

Time turning the sentiments of...

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It was a long lonely night at the lumber mill
Just listening to a whippoorwill 
In the dark beside a logging road.
I’ve got fifteen cars of...

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The evening descends amid sudden steam,

that threatens to trample the dingy sheds.

The clock tower bells four o’clock,

and the acquiesce of the frogs.

Over the white-picketed fence,

raincoat...

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You hear about holidays that people hate
Rarely of exotic taste, finding the better fare, 
Cheap enough for travel agents to promote
Such resorts which they advertise...

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Our own beautiful perfection

Covered in a mist, by day and night.

Hiding from sight, the beautiful human,

Exist in partly dark, and partly light.

The personalities that character...

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We cringe with the icy cold
Wind blowing away the foggy cloud,
Drifting off into the tearful sleep
At noon and at night illusions keep,
Hearts wrapped with chimeric...

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