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Mother Roundel Poems

These Mother Roundel poems are examples of Roundel poems about Mother. These are the best examples of Roundel Mother poems written by international poets.

Positively Through Hell

POSITIVELY THROUGH HELL

They say: Nothing's new on this surface of mother earth. 
The mouth that speaks life must have tasted death. 
The eyes that sees...

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Categories: 1st grade, adventure, encouraging,

By Nature's Mother Tongue

"The streams are my veins." 


Coursing through my limbs, the streams are my veins
Just as the wind is the breath in each lung
Blowing dry sand...

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Categories: nature, river,

The Key of E

"The sounds of Earth is the music of my soul."


Birds sing tweet~tweet
The ocean waves ring,
After singing they are ready to eat
Earth Sings In The Key...

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Categories: beauty, bird, earth, rain,

This Is Not a Wallflower

Sh! Children, come here very quietly to look 
at the baby deer that's laying in a bed
Hiding in among the purple flowers
In it's bower.
It has...

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Categories: adventure, animal, appreciation, baby,

Nature Will Find a Way

 "The mountains are my bones
The rivers my veins
The forest are my thoughts
And the stars are my dreams
The ocean is my heart
It's pounding is my...

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Categories: mother, nature,

Chaucer Translation: Merciless Beauty

Merciles Beaute ("Merciless Beauty")
by Geoffrey Chaucer
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Your eyes slay me suddenly;
their beauty I cannot sustain,
they wound me so, through my heart...

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Categories: beauty, heart, relationship, romance,

a childhood memory -

Each afternoon my mom and I would walk
          Two miles along the old lake road to...

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Categories: appreciation, childhood, memory, mother

I Love Nature

I love all the changes the seasons bring
crisp autumn leaves or winter’s icy freeze
and in the summer sun I’ll be basking
Mother nature’s gifts

I can hear...

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Categories: nature, seasons,

Rose Poetrysoup Avatar

A rose, another name for a rose, 
sublimely gifted artist, honest, 
time-worn, blithely unseen season grows. 

Me, who is more than mother dearest? 

Meager cutting...

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Categories: self,