Vetch Poems - Poems about Vetch

...blossom of baby's breath soft white gorse crusted yellow weeping willow rush patterned lace  pasture in pastel green buttercup daisy comely cowslip mingle &mix in fellowship swaying pe......

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...She's freer now she spends her time on the wherewithal Through the bastions of yesterday she prays for brighter days She wrote me a letter questions of sand a matter of the heart reposes a pr......

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...Antique lace plastic face so unnatural trying to laugh whilst in a difficult place you cant change me in something im not wild dancing on the green vetch secure in remoteness as the world ri......

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...You cut the rivers in half bulldozed the banks edge bristled the green trees and threw florid ladies into the vetch your old winkles falling into shredded paper your conversation not always edi......

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...utter the past chase the line of least discourse hark a time in the distance don't blame the numbers in the sand lichen will cover the scornful a distant cove as cover the place before the vetc......

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...Folks who make life out of Vetch, For their farms heading on ketch, Their future they sometimes sketch; None thinks he’s the truest wretch, For labor does some hope fetch, Though, Vetch would th......

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...We raised our sights in the autumn season, brilliant and vivacious shades, full of life. Vivid crimson, scarlet, rust, and yellow rife, The maple trees in the grove praised the region.......

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...buttercup daisy & cowslip swaying pelts of grasses bask in Spring purple vetch ribwort plaintain lush clover in English rain scalious burnets ......

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...Blossom of baby's breath,soft white gorse,crusted yellow, weeping willow rush patterned lace pastures a pastel green.Buttercup,daisy&comely cowslip mingle &mix in fellowship swaying pelts of grass w......

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...Rejection Slips 2 The Shape of Mourning by Michael R. Burch The shape of mourning is an oiled creel shining with unuse, the bolt of cold steel on a locker shielding memory, the mon......

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...Doppelgänger by Michael R. Burch Here the only anguish is the bedraggled vetch lying strangled in weeds, the customary sorrows of the wild persimmons, the whispered complaints of the statel......

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...The Lord's respect won't reach mankind They're never here to vetch it Where all who know the lord to play hold every kind of fetch it That all who hold the lord to word know any kind of hedge ......

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...PERPETUAL PETALS The bouquet of autumn, lasts but a short while- but real flowers live- that spring from our soul to sprinkle here and there in posies of love- such coloured aromas,......

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...the glebe the veldt the steppes the glens- the dells filled with sedge and vetch pebbles sand and tufts of grass catch ......

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...What's not to love about a summer day? Kissed by the sun, the warmth of its embrace To feel the cleanse from sweat at work and play While honeysuckle breezes cool my face With hillsides blanket......

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