Swamp Poems - Poems about Swamp

Swamp Azaleas Cloying sticky sweet white trumpets; Summer heat transports the robust attar Of azaleas from damp, resinous fens. Their high notes flirting with the low Construct complex, exultant perfumes Nimbly blended in the season’s tepidity. ...

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Trumpet-like lilies by the lake preen for the flamboyant flamingo, sifting through the murky waters, searching for algae and shrimp where crawdads click and clatter. While silvery fish glide stealthily leaving barely a ripple behind, a chorus of frogs’ croaks echo like the whining twang of a plucked banjo string. Dragonflies skim the water’s surface as their translucent wings shimmer like gems in the sunlight, dart about the...

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In the swamp the raccoons romp And gators ply the waters. Wild boars snuff and strut their stuff And eat their sons and daughters. Take a ride but stay inside The boat, both feet and fingers Or else your zeal provides a meal (And teeth hurt more than stingers!). On the boat, when gators float, The captain calls them closer With marshmallows tossed at little...

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chilly winter morn fog is embracing the swamp drake calls for a mate ...

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O the Democratic Swamp Monsters must really hate All of the legal citizens who live and work in Washington State, They are working on perfecting their catch and release policies Of all of dangerous illegal criminal immigrant's cause of Ferguson's follies. That he wants to sign into law that pass our Woke Democratic House and Senate and rob the taxpayers...

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critique not asked as serpent rises from the jealous swamp....

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The Democratic Party has wasted trillions of United States Citizens taxpayers dollars. The Social Security System has people even older than our nation of 300 years old on our rosters. Not all of it has been domestic some it has been foreigners illegally targeting these benefits by the the informational theft and hacking into secure accounts. Yes, there...

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All over Washington D.C. He flies with pomp and pride Donald Trump, President Surveys the swamp overhead Of wrath and promises bold He vows to cleanse the deep Swamp's dark waters His axe to wield America great again to keep © daniel miltz...

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Carolina home In the great Palmetto State Place where I was born Boy was free to roam On a ninety-acre farm Free from fear and harm In dirt, sand or mud We sandlappers had it all To work, play, or brawl Turning the dark dirt Putting the hounds on the trail Tussling with cousins Having dirt clog fights Making toys out of pine bark Plowing fertile fields Running through the...

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In the heart of the swamp where the shadows creep, Lives a witch in the mist, secrets buried deep. With eyes like embers and hair like night, She conjures her magic by flickering light. The cypress trees whisper her name with dread, As she weaves her spells on the souls...

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I remember when I was 4 and my grandpa had a big white dog. He was old, already, but ofcourse I didn't knew. I remember (How a kid is), always sleeping on him or even hitting him but he never minded. My grandpa said: ,,Don't hurt him for your own sake", first I was confused...

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Emmitt Till buried next to my father also unearthed next to my father bur oaks cemetery Chicago Illinois I never dreamed my death would be sought For my American poetry severe corruption ABUSE of power set my death In the swamps to extort my American poetry by Jamaican imposter's and a corrupt officers niece my...

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What it's like in swamp Fighting makes you fall deeper Pray one help you romp....

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Unkie, my friend or foe At night with a pin he'd stick me So he said; in his bed With him I did not sleep Had my own bed_no dread Unkie, my friend or foe Had a curved walking cane One hand was unusable He had harsh attitude He's so confusable Unkie, my friend or foe He had a bad sore leg He got burned in a...

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Swamp Critters Problem Solvers Or Nut’s? Miracle Man 2/1/2024 America’s problems, mortal man can’t solve, and elected officials seem to watch time evolve. Things of importance to them, they negotiate, much of which the average person can’t relate. “For the good of the American people” is a pet line, they’re paid big bucks just to argue and whine. They seldom agree so they’re swift...

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