Vined Poems - Poems about Vined

...They walk in tired circles paved down into vined-up sandstone clawing at the humidity fighting the ghost of evil that haunts the world today but nobody believes them so nobody ca......

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...Her vined plants strangled her in her sleep We knew it might happen, she sleeps so deep Only ninety-nine, one of the cousins said. We felt bad too that our young grandma was dead. Ninety-nine i......

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...One single teardrop for all of mankind empathetic emotions that flow like the sea attached to each other we have been vined only together can we set ourselves free a tear for the world and a t......

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...Upon the rustic walls, Laid a shadow, shadow too dry. In the trees beyond, laid the carnelian of fall; And I stroll away, into the vestige foliage ply. In my little cabin, many boring days had......

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...A hard rain fell over town last night Beating down the crops in the field, Disparaging still the farmer’s plight A hard rain fell over town last night. My flower bed is a depressing sight ......

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...Opening Day with a Little Delay Take me out to the ball game Of balls and strikes - bloopers and perfect games; Basket catches, ERA’S, country hardball; Foul balls, the pick off, intentiona......

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...The psychedelic oranges and greens of the seventies Brought scads of foils and flocks into homes that had been Saturated before with flowered, and vined wall papers. Nehru jackets, hippies, flow......

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... oh wrap me close dear jungle deep, with fronds and fruits entwined and hold me to your ancient emerald breast - I long to hear those thrums within, the pulse of thickets vined ......

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...The Adjective Cellar Nestling smugly twixt pepper and salt The adjective cellar begins its assault When carelessly picked by some epicure Who sadly considers himself connoisseur Once the poo......

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...Surrealisticity WHEN IS TIME? Ethereal benevolence surrounds the omens of my dreams In lieu of hoped-for transcendence trickling through my seems Your obtuse ambiguity invoked an angelic en......

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...fickle crickets: serenading sirens of retreat, as chartreuse digits creep dark alley swamps; hanging jungle themes invade quiet dens perpetuated by creation’s wet glory...croaking: ancestral......

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...Down the road is a place, of a graveyard with vined-up gates As two lovers, they stand and wait, to bring others to their fate His domination, chained by his side, yearning to unleash w......

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...Cabin hidden- vined by years of growth like memories collected in my head nestled in the woods away from civilization a world all my own one with itself a yearning to be free wanting to be al......

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...The Gate is wide and spacious but overgrown with vined flowers. If you are inattentive and preoccupied, you would miss it and pass the entry way that eases on the step stones to the pond. ......

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...A garden unattended is a woman abandoned Grass growing unruly her hair untidy Petals dried out manicure urgently needed Dry stems and twigs chapped lips and dry skin Weed......

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