Short Flax Poems

Close
to
its wall-
the toad flax
snaps at passers-by...

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flax oil tastes royal said jim

I can drink quite a lot no whim

as fda deems fit

and this liver dont quit

alas dear friends we buried him....

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Hawthorn leaves,butter and cheese
Kiss-me-quick,tansy salad
Butter and eggs of toad flax,
Crab apple jelly
with rose hips and sloes-
Cider-cup
Flows !...

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A young spalpeen named Max,
Had hair growing like steroided flax,
He sat in the salon chair
The barber looking on in despair,
Saying, "Wait here, I'll just get my axe."...

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sleeping white
snow beauty
the drugs
and dreams
becoming
one

grimmer tales
told so tells
giambattista
flax and apple
poisoning
as seen

through
the eyes
not
of doc
but
dopey...

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Fuming fires fell four feet
Before they found the flax to flame.
Then off they roared burning 
Bush, brier and bramble.
But suddenly they came to sand
A clearing stopped their stand.
Down they died deflated, gone
Defeated by some silicon....

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making a smoothie with dry apricots and raw almonds
I return do the dunes and finish the tunnel to china
with the help of hemp and chia
flax not invited for the lax of efficiency last week
but banana my friend brings his girlfriend the pear
and we jump in the hole
the ride a dream we reach the other side of the world...

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Coverall and A Shawl

Remember when men wore a coverall,
And in fall women will wear a shawl;
Hair had been a bun;
Thought of having fun,
Also an apron are things that I recall.

When the day did end or start and begin,
Was while women would wear an apron
Did cook a lot,
On stove in pot,
Or could crochet, knit and some flax spin.

Jim Horn...

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Whimsical love-in-a-mist
Himalayan blue poppy
Elegant lily of the Nile
Graceful columbines
Playful balls of hydrangea
Ravishing blue daisy
Humble globe thistle
Delicate flax blooms
Sublime forget-me-nots
Breathtaking cornflower
Exquisite blue anemone
Blooms of every shade of blue
Paradise for me and you



AP: 1st place 2020

Posted on February 18, 2019...

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So it happens that God is mere
World and therefore he's always seen,
God's happening right now and here
As soon as we converse between

Own thoughts. God's like Testament old,
So is he like Testament new.
We are mango orange string on
His white flax trousers that are crude.

God is interrelation, core
And we are a mere private case
Of God, His arbitrary face
And nothing more....

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A little thatched cottage tucked away.
Happy memories from happy days.
Full of atmosphere and charm.
Children playing safe from harm.
Warm and cozy inside thick walls.
Outside let the blizzard storm.
Bog oak beams, flax and turf.
Kettle singing on the hearth.
On quiet nights clear skies.
No sound of traffic or passers by.
Deep sleep in a safe haven.
In Fanad this little piece of heaven....

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Yes! You have to think out of the box 
But you don't have to lose your brain box 
(which is more than a gear box or a black box) 
because of your brave boss, 
(even when he holds an axe). 
Its loss would cost you more than an ox. 
Its an evidence of sear laxity
Its dividend is with influx of max pain
which wax stronger than flax
It doesn't count whether you are a fan of 
fox news, drive Toyota hillux, use fax or bathe with lux soap.
You don't need to pay tax to play a sax....

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