Strolling Poems - Poems about Strolling

Taking a stroll through the undergrowth Back to where you and me pledged our troth To love each other, come rain or snow In the forest that we both love so. It's glorious this time of the year When the wild flowers start to appear And trees are proudly sprouting fresh leaves In a dainty dance upon the breeze. We...

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Its drawing a trolling? A play by J K is sure unfolding.' As she puts out to grass, the stubboness of all asses.! In a lesson to all nations, she's standing at her station.' Even though (i'm not a fan) I can see she's sure of reality As a woman 'with sand' thats what i see.' She has marked Out,...

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The birds are chirping Better go into the shades Someone is singing....

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An old man was shot taking a walk in New York, just taking a walk, and maybe thinking about how near to death he was. It was then that he walked right into a stray bullet. We do not know where the bullet was going or where it would have gone had the old man not stepped in front of it. In another part of the metropolis, a...

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I pray for your sake You Whilst out one night walking Strolling through a park At and under moonlight You find the one you are so dearly looking for And the love you so seek And I also hope it is raining outside as well Like in every romantic movie set And background lit with Christmas strings of multi colored fairy lights Twinkling like...

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Drifters have nowhere, as leaves go everywhere, they live. A stroll on the side...

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As I strolled through a small meadow A profound peace consumed my soul Felt serene; my heart was aglow As I strolled through a small meadow Blooming roses were in a row Basking in nature, I feel whole As I strolled through a small meadow A profound...

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Just taking a stroll today into Spring, the sky is a lovely shade of azure blue; and how joyful the birds chirp and sing, the trees sway and rustle in a peaceful hue. The sky is a lovely shade of azure blue, a distant stream is calling, calling my name; the trees sway and rustle in a peaceful hue, a view...

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One sunny springtime morning I met her on a fair day. I saw her from a distance Out strolling on the fair way. As like the springtime morning She filled the air with joy... She was a rose of England And I a blacksmith's boy. I heard that she was singing As I maundered ever near; The sweetest charming plainsong Sent softly to my ear. As like...

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Oh! how gracefully the trees, flaunting splendor lilt Swaying autumn’s palettes in rhythms of winds ruby As the sun is setting, flaming glow of gamboge skies Amber breeze is blushing rosy glimmer of eventide And robins are excavating pecking on decaying lawn Where ducks are ambling, ogling seductive bond Amid people strolling, pausing to gaze at opaline arc Floating crimson filaments...

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It’s now a bird sanctuary, and has been for some decades now, the trail wanders through the forest, past the rock walls of an old house. The trail itself was once a road, I can tell by the two rock walls, run parallel for a mile, but there were no cars here at all. Maybe carriages way back when, wood farm carts and things...

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street lights all aglow feel the snow against your face as you stroll along...

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STROLLING IN THE VIBRANT OF AUTUMN Strolling down the park, marvelous sight of wonder, God’s beautiful landscape in kaleidoscope. My heart in salutation in vibrant color of the leaves. Celestial spheres, seems to meet the earth and sky, in bright hues of stunning red, orange, yellow and purplish nirvana. Hand in hands, we strolled, emerald green and gold...

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Walking hand in hand 'long the quay, We enjoy the cool breeze, A big ship's anchored faraway, We head toward the seas, Watching the grey and orange skies, Our problems we forget, Together in all lows and highs, We move towards sunset. 04/12/19 Picture #3 Free verse or rhyme poetry in its beauty contest Sponsor: Eve Roper...

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