April Silver Poems

April filled with love
Pretty blue skies with big clouds
Rain will bring a bath
Iris and flowers will grow
Lovely gardens springing up...

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Running through the forest on feet of clay 
wet to the skin claiming every animal heartbeat 
as my own 
imbued in soil thirsting like a...

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The Showers fall gently
giving all plants a drink
it is watering time
pretty flowers in pink
wow back ground of key lime  



The Showers fall gently
are they...

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April is a wonderful spring month                   ...

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April 30, 2020
Silver Maples In Spring:

Sunlight seeps through Spring’s enlightening air
Trading snowy blankets for muddy grass.         ...

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Silver lining sought amidst coronavirus COVID-19 onslaught

Two hundred and forty six plus months
into twenty first century celeb
and anonymous folks alike
gripped courtesy pestilence re: deb
buckle fishtailed,...

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Under ice-coated sky, bare trees brave
Cutting cold, to drink silver sunlight
For chance of tender spring leaves to save
Hope-April's birthright

5/26/19

originally in 'I Love Nature' on this...

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That peg-legged pirate ain't tall;
I thought he was not 'long' at all -
he went for a pee,
and then I could see.
(I wonder why my name...

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Strong Coffee Ate A Silver Spoon

Strong coffee ate a silver spoon
Blind feline lapped up the spilled milk
Sweet relief cannot come too soon
I slept on sheets...

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As the morning slowly awakens I see how those beautiful eyes
Of yours warmly shine bright and share thy palpable feelings of
Enchanted moments of true love...

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Sailing Away Under a Silver Moon Forever

As the morning slowly awakens I see how those beautiful eyes
Of yours warmly shine bright and share thy palpable...

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Demon (M. Vrubel)

The hour.
The hour of violet.
Who’s there above the violet
twilight flying?
It’s gnawing its flesh
and hits its shadow in the rocks.
It’s you, isn’t it?
The last...

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Dear angel of mine; my dearest heart's desire; lover dearest
an opening for a different someone
for the name in my heart
is different from the picture my...

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New sentences How far and cold the moon and stars but in the ebony darkness they show the wandering man a place or way to...

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The moonbeams tripped my pillow, gently, softly
kissed my cheek. My roof a Weeping Willow,
through which a gentle breeze did speak. In the
Tulip bowl I quickly...

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