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Shooting StarA Poem by David Lewis PagetI followed her over the countryside, I followed her near and far, She said that she had to live her life Alone, as a shooting star. .. |
A Garden by the SeaA Poem by Md. Ziaul HaqueI’ll make a garden by the sea, For you and me, With plenty of flower plants, Having a lone task- producing Arabian scents. Th.. |
Early BloomA Poem by Matt_PenroseHas spring come so soon? Your bare arms stretchingthrough the winter breeze upon which white tears grow. |
asymmetrical pinkA Chapter by Lyn Andersonthink what you will, I know I do. |
PrunedA Poem by ZDMusgroveJust a simple poem about the struggle of trying to be who we truly are. |
Autumn PeopleA Poem by M. DavisSwept up leaves in the windweightless and unruly against their own wishesnow explode with beauty only todull and decay like thefading hearts who turne.. |
Haiku-From Flower To WeedA Poem by VertoAtrum. |
SpringA Poem by AF1990Birds, Bees, Flowers and Sun Spring has come, Gather light and warmth before it's gone. Flowers bloom The time has come Get out and.. |
The SmileA Poem by Dear Aurth,As you asked for ..... |
On The Edge Of AutumnA Poem by AnnaSummer suns fill the skies,and flowers blossom in a colorful array.Spring grass sways new shoots,and the trees are flourishing in the day.I could stay.. |
Sea Flowers And Ice CreamA Poem by AnnaWaves tug at your silken dress of pearl sheen,your raven hair is caressed by the gentle wind.The very Earth you walk upon should bow to such a scene,a.. |
Shadow BloomerA Poem by AnnaThey all seem to think it's such a sweet secret,what a mystery the one is, who holds my blacker heart of coal.But they all have read too many of fairy.. |
Her viewA Poem by mackenzi_drewShe can see the red light flashingfrom her windowwhen she watches the trains come throughshe said her view is betterin the winterwhen the trees aren't.. |
PetallessA Poem by AnnaI rinse my hair with shots of whiskey,I bathe in black smoke and blood wine.Skin against the air like ice in the sea,emptied aged bottles and aches of.. |
Summertime TeaA Poem by Jeannie StevensWhen the dogwood bloom in the Springtime air; underneath a tea party isn't so rare. |
April LoveA Poem by Antoñyo'tis the season |