Runoffs Poems - Poems about Runoffs

...In Ankara and Moscow, the ground is crimson red ~ a carpet spread on fields once green. Life’s fluid, like red gold, flows as scarlet runoffs into Ottoman rivers – lifestreams of Rossiyane and T......

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...As the smiles in the cloud brighten, a cloudburst of joy sends gentle kisses on our rooftops, pouring down clouded tears— bottled-up emotions to quench the thirsts of huma......

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...Fog, like a shroud, hangs over the valley, muting the morning's voice, soaking the ground. Droplets cannonball, trying to rally, base jump the downspouts, raise echoing sounds. Scarce is heard ......

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...No path is limited, to one mold fits all journeys – no footsteps a lineal trail followed or forged~our individual universes a swirl of infinite mazes, each one the Father and Mother of its own......

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... The rain had started lightly as graceful drops on the window. I was peaceful and tranquil and it made me want to meditate and closing my eyes I drifted away to a sweet place of rel......

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... O, unbidden rain I welcome you to my garden, the flowers are thirsty . . . . We have been w a i t i n g for you The cosmos, daisies and red roses are hanging their heads ......

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... The rain had started lightly as graceful drops on the windows. It was peaceful and tranquil and it made me want to meditate and closing my eyes I drifted away to a sweet place of relaxation......

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