Timberlands Poems - Poems about Timberlands

... Inside the forestry of his heart I live inhaling the scent of his deep woods I could never fill those Timberlands boots nor explain the thrill that he provides when he arrives at the grove o......

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...foot tracks foot prints in in the snow boundaries shown harnesses patterns ~ of trail blazed shoes worn "Timberlands™" conversions runs runs atop the ice ~ snow tracks g......

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...~ As embers cast their seedlings to the tide, relentless rants of endless acrid winds attenuate the brittle countryside, releasing spite, as hopelessness descends. Scorching plumes infuse a se......

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...Grass clutch to the music of dew when spring is near. When you glide, the breeze brings an impactful smell. The spring can hold the most sway; it will indeed appe......

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...blazing timberlands lori huge and large willows In the wild walks bears 3/12/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021......

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...timberlands blazing wallows lorry huge and large bears in the wild walks 3/7/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021......

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...Sometimes when shadows fall across the ridges Spirits conjure up images from the foggy valleys Rapidly fading memories of mountain life yesterday. Majestic crests still whisper hidden secrets of t......

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...displayed on knotty boards of pine he stares into the fireplace where glowing embers snap and spit for him his teeth ajar in frozen growl which once chewed into salmon's flesh and crunc......

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...Thru a series of psychological tests I have been declared a demon Travellin' thru dimensions fatal weapons leave you bleedin' Dissecting grey matter doesn't matter in my cathedral But how can you sta......

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...My Fetish. I adore you. Wedges. Pumps. Stilettoes. Brown.......

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...I played there every once in a while Air from the Northern valley blowing so inward Aunt Mimi owned a cottage along the seaside point it made me write poetry and some melancholy melody there You ......

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