Rosewood Poems - Poems about Rosewood

...Pigtails sat tightly on her head Curls poking through And framing her face. The bear kept her company, Sat close by her head. The dolls sat carefully placed Drinking tea around the table. Her ......

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...Patience meets a quietude of Rosewood, a quill twixt fingers, held in the left hand. The trophy collector shares his boyhood, as a quill fairs right assign no men's land. A quill twixt fingers,......

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... All I remember is rampant rain and a loud bang. As dawn distilled through a canopy of palm trees, glimpses of light reflected like emeralds on leaves. I felt blessed in its warm golden glow, ......

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...I now whisper a verse, like a curtain of shooting stars, Weaving with a rhyme, an echo from worlds locked in the distance afar. To clasp your treasure, your sublime feminine essence, Through rosew......

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...And one fine day into your hands I'll place your special gift You picked it out, she was your choice Possession then will shift She's got six strings, she plays real nice Spruce top, the rest......

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...Butterina is not the faerie you see every day on Manhattan streets you would not be spotting her sharing a Celtic Irish dance either No matter how fey you are, Butterina might escape your notice F......

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...Written: November 19, 2023, For Ink Empress Contest The garden of the world has no limits except in your mind. Its presence is more beautiful than the stars with more clarity than t......

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...O singing strings of my violin heart let the vibrant breeze of mellifluous air embrace your deep rosewood skies orchestrated in dulcet warmth…. Childhood can be ......

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...I was born in everlasting springtime, as happenstance often does to others, Like natural green halls wherein joy sings, to its wilder sisters and brothers. I was situated in mellowed sunshine, li......

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...A Hundred-year-old rosewood door Was found today in an old liquor store. Buried Beneath the basement floor so, the story goes For a century she laid dead shot up with bullet holes and blood s......

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...Saturday nights at Barney’s Rowdy Cowboy Honky-Tonk, Our band sang soulful love songs That cried while our guitars wailed. We oozed moods for fresh lovers, And throbbing hearts on the mend, Thr......

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...I the ordinary human being of flesh-and-blood, Rise from vital self, like a flower blooming from the bud; Make my inner self to extend its hold far from mundane, And grow, like rosewood, tall towa......

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...What’s left of Octavia glides down the hall Past the portraits she painted in life, Now framed in mahogany, rosewood, and oak, And they’re hers for the haunting tonight. She looks for the canva......

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...*Image of Waterford Curio by Houzz. Cup in the Curio Cabinet An empty cup daintily accompanies an assemblage of finery, ......

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...After hiking on the trail one day, I was making my way back, Immersed in balmy thrills of summer, and the sunshine attack! Birdsong was in my ears, and fragrance of beauty all around; And greenn......

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