Flowers Rhyme Poems

       "A Garden of Verse and Poet Trees, Leaves of gold, Muses, her bees"     ...

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Death bids me welcome
Into his tended garden
Where quiet plots of bramble clots
House names now long forgotten.

Engravings faded, darkened serifs 
Tower over brighter plaques 
Sooted over...

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Laying in the summer sun in a field of green grass 

In the distance a lake shimmering like a pain of clear glass 

Birds are...

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The day is bright
Behind us is the night

The sun smiles
Kindness in endless piles

Trees, flowers and bees alike
Our hearts beat to the same strike

Yesterday's pains, sharp...

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Inspired by... Warrior Nun - Ava is resurrected. 

Being alive is a gift. Being able to move is a gift. 

"Psalm 46:5 reads, "God is...

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I was born in the wrong era: 
My heart longs for romance 
My heart longs for love letters 
And public declarations of love
My heart longs...

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Ella Cuthbert lived with her husband John, in an age of twinkling stars;
They had a little dog named Alfie, who loved riding in pretty, swift...

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Dig...black soil,stone. earth worms wiggle, decayed bones
Dig... scatter seeds there, sprouting, searching sun and air
Dig ...to hide our dead, six feet under, body bed
Dig...shovel and...

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I'm not old fashioned I'm just from a time when everything was better !




Tether me with flowers 
bring me sunshine everyday ! 
Do not ruffle...

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Some gates are closed, others are open
I passed them all I lived inside
The postcard views where as a postman
I brought your package every night 
Check...

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I wonder how it truly feels to be loved.

Is it like the minutes before the sun rises,
 when it begins to shine so bright,
 and...

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Don’t care whom it ravages:
this land was always Thine.
Circle wagons, shoot all savages,
and things are (once more) fine.
The Swaggarts, Bakkers and Miscaviges
will soon be judenrein.

For...

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the moon sparkled with a magic the world had not seen
spring blossoms on trees were dazzling in her happy sheen
tiny purple violets on the ground...

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"Trust in dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity."

--Khalil Gibran

She returns here every May sixteenth,
the day she was to marry. 
I saw...

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When I buy paper towels,
I don’t care about the ply.
I just don’t want boring white ones 
And perhaps you wonder why.

Well, a towel with a...

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