Spring Verse Poems

I wanna tell you a story about a little girl
A beautiful sweet little girl
who enjoys living in her 
own world of recluse 
hopscotching to the...

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Yellow

Yellow?
Well it is not mellow!

It is passionate.
It is energetic and piquant.
It is the C in citrus that kicks us into high gear.
It is the promise...

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Disgrace is a word which is not quite close 
To the word predisposition,
Still, you will be your colors of harbinger of spring
And your endnote ...

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Your skin glows like the moon, blossoms my beautiful as the Red Flower in the purest hope of spring.
My yearning heart rises to your I...

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                       Transition 
between...

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tide waves of spring rivers merge into the sea,
the bright moon on the sea rises with tide,
moonlight dances on waves for thousands of miles, 
bringing...

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My demon is quite a lovely thing,
In Spring it springs up
and in the rainy wash
of an April flowering
it warbles from its smokey cherub throat
singing tenderly
of...

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give not me the flowers, the fragrance
give not me the flying birds poetic canvas
give not me the shining palette of the rising sun
give not me...

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Vanilla Honey Sugar Scrub

Aromatherapy of smelling vanilla honey sugar scrub is so relaxing!

I picked up on when I got my toenails done at Classy Nails

Then...

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Those sandy hillocks
strung along the shore
sprouting swaying grass 
like tender shoots 
of spring wheat.
Sand dunes
made of millions 
of granules
of eroded rocks 
embedded 
with coral, 
shells...

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I watched it as it was born in the drenching rains of spring, 
Cool condensation drops left over from winter's cold, 
As it grew and...

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We have wonderful worlds in our heads,
So why aren't they real?
We're all part of an evil game,
Drowning in a sea of banality.

I see a world...

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Getting old



Reading the papers this morning
was a sad affair, so many of the famous stars of yesteryear
had succumbed to old age.

They were as I´m in...

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Slow motion agonised gravel crunch

Picks and flicks sharp stones under tyres

Glinted handle clicked forward introduces

Arresting view of her beauty polished 

Soft and ready, yet bristled....

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