Twigs Poems - Poems about Twigs

I think it was a weekend night, Suddenly I got up from bed, ...

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Children must follow What is good and God's way, As parents sage say....

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WINTER to S P R I N G Welcome Spring bring Goodbye Winter fling Snowflakes use to glow New seeds start to grow Twigs and shoot flare Blossoms scented the air Cool breeze sprang up Potion of poetry dose up Butterflies and bees fluttering from sweet nectars sipping. ©aroque...

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as we mortals trim trees do not pare their offshoots ~ sense of nail and flesh 08 October 2021...

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A turbulent stream cascades on dry desert floor Foaming waters flow up the high dunes in spree Summer sun burns wasteland to green in the core The charcoal night lights up the daytime debris. Life is shattered by time’s smooth flow at its slowest In chilled winter night I’m smoldered and in strain A wandering...

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Winter's twigs wither when wild wind whisks sprigs in tempestuous blizzard weather. 1/7/2021...

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eerie odds itched fumbling frails flipped saucy syllables puked nosing nocturnal nude lanky lust birthed heaving haughty pandemic ordeals awed strife taunting tuning thrives wielding whooshing wiles dark dribbles dripped tracing bruised tips laced wit's lips trained technology thrilled taming teenybopper's twigs. '20:05:09:19:21 Note: Of trained technology....

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Jaba Love the bite of "Bhachu" Leaves the colour of crimson Your chariots zooming past Hearts so desire your embrace Calmy I now chew worlds emerge Anthaas is when mind envisions You are sacred very sacred.. Enemies who demonized you Now revere appreciating you Tributes see rolling in KING They cross the ravines of Tana Since teenage ME adoring you The glory of SIER Basking under the...

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The sun sends forth her fiercest rays Yet no warmth is felt this December day The wind chills my bones, though the heavens are blue Trees, bare of leaves, offer unrestricted views of twigs at the end of tiny branches, shaped like V's In Spring they'd be buds, now -- veins...

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Like smithereens in cahoots, Tensed flames swept and did brood. Leaves strange stood Legs curled - proper nude. Skin sore of whips Traced on veins by the fire's teeth. Root rustic rhyme, Though irregular, the branches would comply. Tilting crack-dance, The earth received the soothing lance. Imprisoned in ditto jive, Oaks, Figs, gave tries. And the fire lick...

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(A "Hallmark" of Spring) Tucked into her twig-knitted nest a small sparrow sits preening her breast Shallow though her tiny head rises above it's rim to watch for any surprises No eggs yet as spring draws near though soon I 'spect some may appear Tiny ones in turquoise blue 'n brown nestled safely among branches around It must be a sparrow's truest delight in keeping...

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Twigs Flowers bloom And flowers wilt. Flowers blush And flowers fade. The eternity is only in me- The twig that bears the flowers. Sparrows are born And sparrows die. Sparrows fly And brighten the sky. That who nurtures sparrows is me- A cozy make of a twig upon a twig. The sun fades And moon is born. The twilight blurs And moonlight spreads. All the soothing moonlight beams are me- A crisscross of...

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Twigs embrace fragile Woven, random tapestry Unborn future care. (January 21, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin) (c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved...

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My Tree, Branch and Twigs My tree was the life I was given The branch was the wife I met The Twigs are my Kids My tree was not nurtured My branch went astray The Twigs are my Kids My tree was abandoned My branch I left to nurture The Twigs are my Kids My tree is now whole My branch has grown The Twigs are my...

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