Twigged Poems - Poems about Twigged

...Harry Finnegan loved his horse, Not in the carnal sense of course, Just as a valued animal friend Loyal and faithful to the end. You’d see them every day up town On Harry’s milk and yoghurt roun......

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...God knows I tried I've done my best, Restored our pride Aced every test. Who only knew Who could have guessed, What lies would spew From Socialists possessed. The vote was rigged The Med......

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... Crystal doorstep, crystal swing! Carry me to our angels nest, made into our holy, twigged love-ring. Where the softest of all gentlest raindrops, May bless us under a silent, verdant, ......

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...Sister Susie swigged seven Sangria's, Seven Sangria's sister Susie swigged. Swigging seven Sangria's was so stupid - Susie’s severely sozzled her twin sister twigged! 1/17/20...

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...The heat is soaring; No breeze to allay; Little puff clouds drifting, Magnolia leaves falling, No moisture in sight, A twig lay on the bannister, Or that’s what it tries to be, It is a long ca......

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...There once was a teacher called Marty Who taught each class as if it was a big party. With a sax he explained he was jazzy If there was doubt he would get sassy. His style had students in the p......

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...The cheeky bird was nestled in the tree Among almond blossoms of pinkish white, Juxtaposed betwixt the blue sky and me. The twigged tree was a leafless delight, Abloom in spring with branches swa......

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...Every dawn does bathe me In such splendorous sounds, As sweet gusts carry sometimes So many to the gallery. Be the first angels to bring The dance through the wind. First were feathers to ever ......

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...Imagine yourself as a tree with a leaf named Yang connected to a branching twig named Yin, having a sappy conversation about EarthMother's sacred trees of life and dormant death. Do you t......

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...Languor of the mind I. My, my, My how times flies. Another year has transpired. Yet, a City has not been revitalized to the image once defined. The crime rate has e......

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...deep brush brown her locks turned my key pleading nutmeg eyes her lips, face dried out from too much jesus not enough sex and here not even a cold hollow kiss could dampen the warm nest we tw......

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...empty nest i came upon this empty nest and felt of soul a bit bereft i wondered how it came to be and wondered if now fulfilled its purpose was to be unbuilt shells all scattered about belo......

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...Farewell, Sweet Summer! Autumn near, flowers bent towards the sun Almost prostrating themselves-so distressing Like beggars clutching at Jesus, craving the One Sunbeams turn their backs withou......

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...Twigged tapestry Fragilities warm embrace Of soft future babes An odd weave, Assorted lot Avian's chosen shelter. (January 21, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin) (c) Copyright 2011 by Ch......

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