Preen Poems - Poems about Preen

Magenta buds wait their turn on birch trees stately while cedars' spines soar skyward so straightly Barren branches of oaks sans customary green yet shiver while down low tulips blossom and preen Spring shows off her wares at varying stages a coloring book for...

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Flesh to bone, lets solly our love And clad our apples in green leaves. The river that brought us together The milk of our breasts, yet flourishing Shall not dry up in brimming season- The snail wet the ground along its path, Yet no sand follows it to its shell- Our love shall be drunk with revelries But our virginity shall bear...

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bird in flight how many miles seen many a sight ...

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I don’t like to crow, but I’m an expert at giving my enemies the I-could-not-care-less-about-you strut. I’ll let you in on a bit of a secret. Watch out when I stick my nose in the air, and push out my big gut. On a good day, I have been known to preen in front of seventeen amazed...

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His talk is so inscrutable, as he preens before the press in a pagoda pique Notice the sneer beneath the smile, taste the bitter words candy coated sweet Kim Jong is so nuclear wrong, he says Only a pre-emptive first strike will make this Asian problem turn out right But, shouldn’t diplomacy first be given a try, to avoid millions of innocents who would...

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With Beauty Greater Than A Peacock's Preen Of all the great new dawns, Spring gifts the best With sunbeams racing to glisten new green. In all of Nature, she survives each test With beauty greater than a peacock's preen. Thy teeming wildlife, most welcomed minions O' friend, thy gifts sing in so many ways. With sweet Hope and Truth thy bold companions From...

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PRIMP and PREEN Passersby’s halt, they fear to walk by, to fall to this feline in her prime. No moggie is she who’s primped and preened in contemplation she flaunts her flair. Motionless as art, her body’s dreadful covered in copious layers of azure fur. This she cat finds each passerby a meal, a most delectable prey. Primped...

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God created both morning and night but some folks desecrate and do not appreciate the mortals He molded, black or white in His image, equal in His sight. This creator made darkness and light, skies decked with stars and Moon, the Sun that reigns at noon; all these glowing daily in our sight, why do racists preen in flagrant flight? You were helpless when...

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shoo, grasshopper green! glide to verdant vales unseen.. let my green grass preen!...

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