Flowers Sestina Poems

How to Feel When Your House Burns Down
The home you are raised in is a mother tongue. 
I was four when it was built, an...

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People who crave as much leaping as birds
Those who are angry and seem to be furious
And those with a vulture's appetite for wealth
Drawn ones react...

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Amidst the woods and fields so green,
Nature's beauty can be seen.
From the chirping birds in the trees,
To the buzzing bees and gentle breeze.

The flowers bloom...

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O to give from ifs and buts free,
To feel happy, pleased just to give,
Feel good that gift is well taken
And that, receiver too feels good,
Charity’s...

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In my vegetable garden, 
birds are watching me, pick 
green beans to eat.
A lone robin, scrounges for seeds, from sun flowers.
An old, twisted oak tree,...

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 MY SECRET RIVER
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Its source some distance from its end, highlands.
A little trickle meanders a mile.
Pure, full of many forms of life, no fish!
Now babbles...

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Start
The other day I heard my friend was sad.
I met him to ask him about the reason
but, he was upset and his mood was very...

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Sometimes it all feels like a dream.
A dream full of love,
Full of life,
And full of happiness.
It is as though I am surrounded by flowers;
Yet, every...

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Sometimes I get lost in my dreams,
just wanting to escape this stressful life. 
I lose my way in a garden full of flowers
and search for...

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Enough Angelina, drop the bouquet of harebells.  
The flowers wilt as your graying hands stiffen. See, how grave
is our newborn son. We gift him...

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In my vegetable garden, 
birds are watching me, pick 
green beans to eat.
A lone robin, scrounges for seeds, from sun flowers.
An old, twisted oak tree,...

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My day starts with a cup of tea hot 
Its steam ‘n steamy headlines in papers help boil the day’s plot 
Nine to five make...

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A shade of Turquoise,
Vibrant and lengthy,
Smooth like blueberries,
Thick like quilt,
Wrapped in ribbon,
Neatly and tight.


Eyes like pandas,
Big and bold,
Lashes like spiders,
Most are new,
Some are old,
Like my...

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Around the base of the tree the banks of bluebells flower
Tall and straight but weak of stem, beautifying the forest
Cultivated by nature, leaves for compost,...

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Sitting under a tree, old and grey
No flowers to bloom, leaves falling down
Birds desert the nests, no one to play around
The clouds are around, they...

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