Reedy Poems - Poems about Reedy

...A late March thundershower floats toward me Like a plucked flower Handed over on a walk to a lover With a smile Down this afternoon path That breezes past Spring-born ponds Erupting Of Peep......

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...Sponsor : Robert James Ligouri IRON MAIDEN Iron maiden was she fathered from loins of Zeus flow free ~ surrounded by swords steely three, icicle aura bounded hounded innocence thor......

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...Martin came to a cleft in the rocks The oriole must have gone this way It was narrow and curving A sudden turn, and everything seemed to change. Shrill, reedy music of pipes filled the heavy air,......

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...From out of the lacustrine,dense tract, green Lining the silent mossy forlorn lake keen , Came out leaping and hopping,a fat frog ; He landed and stopped on a reedy clog , As he saw the Chameleo......

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...Where art thou unknown spellcaster? If in fact such a female and/or male exists an insufferable existence clamors for surcease against riptide of ineradicable anguish. Living hand to mouth f......

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... Written: December 14, 2023, For Ink Empress Contest ________________________________________ Sipping from nature's cynosure duct as yearning subtly for sweetness quai......

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...This poem was inspired by the photograph titled, 'Running Legs,' by Lisette Model. I was an experienced hiker, who had rambled down many famous trails, Like earth's charming, 365 day t......

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...I had always loved being near deep-sea water, and I was never too far away, As the beauty of fresher tomorrow, is but mystic hours from prevalent today. I enjoyed swimming and boating and surfing......

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...luckily for our ambiguous plot structure and the stern requirements of partisan doggerel the ringing coin toss bounced then came up tails and fortune directed that the box be opened gingerly grip......

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...I felt I’d been to hell and back before we reached the reedy flat, where the cattle mobbed before we crossed the stream. Old Harry called me over, taking off his battered hat “This is where she di......

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...The Ohio wipes its face every few miles. This bend in the river forgets the wharfs, the gravel silos and power plants, only occasional coal barges push an industrial flatus before them. Here......

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...Mine fervent aspiring political activism... Gunning gusto, (while rosy axles grind) for Bernie Sanders dagnabbit nipped in figurative bud triggered zilch prospects to germinate, cultivate, ......

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...Mine fervent aspiring political activism... Gunning gusto, (while rosy axles grind) for Bernie Sanders dagnabbit nipped in figurative bud triggered zilch prospects to germinate, cultivate, ......

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...MAYFLY I’m shadow’s child, grown on the lake, by women on their own. The reedy cattails, and brown mud pots, occupy my time. I’m taller now, and skinny too, like some noxious weed. And......

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...Gloriously "FAKE" Early Boyhood Yah, ma brew their, and American sister golden hair - afar and away book as aye ken ream hem bar, yea when yar whiz jist a bay bee, hun me ......

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